After a few minutes again, The gentle chime of a spoon tapping against a glass rang through the room, capturing everyone's attention.
Diara stood poised, her smile warm and inviting as the murmurs of conversation faded into silence. The soft glow of the overhead lights reflected off her dress, giving her an almost ethereal presence.
"Thank you all for being here tonight," she began, her voice steady and melodic. "I would now like to invite you to the showroom to see what this dream has been building toward."
She gestured gracefully toward the corridor that led to the heart of her fashion house. "Please, follow me."
The crowd followed her lead, their anticipation palpable. As they stepped into the showroom, a collective gasp spread through the group. The space was breathtaking, a vibrant display of elegance and creativity.
