Eren wanted me to participate in the fashion designpetition. Before I moved back from Vardville, I had quit my job with him.


    Fashion design was my dream, but there was so much I needed to focus on at that time. I had to put my dreams on hold. But now? Should I continue to pursue it?


    I grabbed a throw pillow and sat up, looking out the window. I hadn''t slept well all night, and by the next morning, I felt mentally drained.


    I made a cup of coffee in the kitchen, and when I picked up my phone, I saw that Sharon and Brenda had tagged me in our dorm group chat, mentioning a fashion designpetition happening in a week. They asked if I wanted to participate, noting that the lineup of mentors was impressive.


    I clicked on the registration link and looked it over for a while, then shut my phone and exhaled deeply.


    I was lost in thought for a moment before my phone rang. It was a call from Liam. I assumed it was about the Southcliff Shite project, so I answered, "What''s a "where are you


    "At the apartment"


    Enday; you don''t have any sses, right?" Liam''s voice sounded rxed and casual.


    I sighed in relief. "Yeah, no sses today, and nothing nned for tomorrow either. Do you need something, Liam?


    Liam replied cheerfully, "Of course! Head back to Yardville, I want you to meet someone."


    "Sure," I agreed without asking who it was. After hanging up, I booked a flight and packed a few changes of clothes before heading to the airport


    up?


    On the way, I took out my phone and replied to Sharon and Brenda''s messages. I typed slowly, and after five minutes, I finally sent it. "I won''t be participating. good luck to you both."Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    Next, I switched to the chatroom with Eren and typed. "Thanks, Exen, but I have more portant things to focus on right now. I won''t be considering thepetition for now.


    Once the message was sent, I exited WhatsApp


    pp and turned my gaze out the window. The Southcliff Shire project was massive, and Liam was my partner, not my


    subordinate.


    These days, he had been working tirelessly, attending va


    various social gatherings.


    These days, he had been working tirelessly, attending various social gatherings. He used to avoid smoking but had started to smoke, and he often got drunk,


    Two hourster, Inded in Yardville Liam was there to pick me up. When he saw me, he walked around me a couple of times and then reached out to pat my head." Good, you didn''t lose too much weight; 1 m relieved


    I couldn''t help butugh and opened the car door to get in. "Thanks for your concern, Liam,"


    Without missing a beat, Liam i replied, "No problem."


    I rolled my eyes at his nonchnce and tumed to lookout the window.


    Time flew -it''d already been three months since Grandma passed away. These three months felt like a dream, leaving me with a strange sense of unreality. But everything had indeed happened.


    I raised my hand to press the car window button, the warm breeze rushed in.


    It turned out that winter in Yardville waspletely gone, and spring had arrived.