A soft hum escaped Amy as she flipped through the final pages of the report. Her desk, was cluttered with sketches, fabric samples, and a couple of fashion catalogues from recent collections.
The entire office was a whirlwind of activity, with designers and stylists bustling in and out, but Amy's focus was unshaken. Christmas was only a week away, and in her heart, the anticipation wasn't just for the holiday— it was for Lucas.
Three months had passed since she'd last seen him, and though their daily calls and texts kept them connected, nothing compared to having him right there beside her.
The thought of him coming back next week filled her with excitement. As she tidied up her desk, she hummed a festive tune, imagining the moment she'd see him again.
