The morning light poured through the curtains, casting a soft glow across Diara's modest bedroom. Today was the day, a day she had dreamed of but never thought would come to fruition.
The anticipation had kept her tossing and turning all night, her mind spinning with excitement and nerves.
At precisely 5 a.m., she had given up on the idea of sleep, slipping out of bed to prepare for the grand opening of Everbloom Atelier Fashion House. The air was cool and refreshing, a perfect start to what she hoped would be a memorable day.
Her first task was to go through her sketches one last time. She had carefully bundled them the night before, ensuring they were neat and organized. Fifty unique design sketches rested in her portfolio, each one a product of late nights, tireless effort, and boundless creativity.
