Chapter 256

• By mid-afternoon, the designers had settled into a rhythm. Noelle moved among them, offering pointers, encouragement, and the occasional gentle correction. I watched, a quiet pride swelling in my chest.
• One young designer, shy and hesitant, held up a finished sketch. “I… I wasn’t sure about this part,” she admitted. “The sleeve, the cut, the fabric… I wasn’t confident.”
• I leaned closer, studying the lines carefully. “It’s beautiful,” I said, smiling. “The sleeve gives movement, and the fabric choice brings out the elegance of the design. Confidence comes from knowing you’re listening to both your heart and your hands.”