Agnes
I couldn’t shake the mix of emotions swirling inside me as I walked through the gleaming corridors of Silvermoon, heading toward the design department. After everything that had happened with Elijah since I’d met him—the tension, misunderstandings, and heartache—I found myself tasked with reviving the department that had once been my mother’s pride.
Silvermoon’s fashion division had been a trendsetting beacon when she led it, but since her death, it had become a hollow shell of what it once was.
I wasn’t sure if Elijah’s decision to assign me this task was his way of extending an olive branch or another test. Did he really trust me with something this important, or was this just another responsibility to prove my worth?
I stood in front of the large, frosted glass doo
