Amelia sighed, dropping her pencil onto the table. Scattered across the surface were sketches, half-finished designs, and crumpled sheets of discarded ideas. Fashion Week was approaching fast, and now that she was co-designing with Damien, the workload had doubled.
She stretched her arms, rolling her shoulders to ease the stiffness. When she glanced at the clock, she realized it was already 6 p.m. He had mentioned going to the café earlier. If he was on the evening shift, he was probably going to come back by 9 p.m.
Tapping her fingers idly against the table, she frowned. The house felt oddly empty without him.
Maybe she should go to the café? She wasn't particularly hungry, but she could read a book to pass the time.
With that decision made, Amelia quickly dressed and headed out.
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The familiar scent of freshly brewed coffee greeted her as she pushed open the café door.
Her gaze immediately landed on Kai, only to find him smiling warmly at someone.
