Five Years Later . . .
Cameras flashed across the wide Grand Hall of the museum as the models walked down the runway, each step commanding attention, each garment a testament to meticulous craftsmanship.
Napapangiti na lang si Ciara habang nakaupo sa velvet chair na nakapuwesto sa front row, her eyes never left the models. Almost everything they wore today had been hers; her designs, her ideas, her late nights and early mornings brought to life in silk, lace, and crystals.
Ang sarap lang sa pakiramdam. She felt proud all over again. Even though this was her third runway showing with her designs, the happiness she felt was still impossible to put into words. It was as if she were experiencing it for the very first time.
“Beautiful,” mahina niyang sambit nang may proud na ngiti sa labi.
