Chapter 7 - The Masterpiece
With the scandal behind him, Noah poured all of his energy into his final project.
Isabella had given him a highly coveted spot to debut a single dress in her New York Fashion Week show.
It was an honor usually reserved for senior designers with decades of experience.
Noah worked for three weeks straight, locking himself in his studio.
He refused to show me the design, insisting that it had to be a complete surprise.
"Is it another green gown?" I asked him one night as I brought him dinner.
"No, Mom, the green gown was about your past," he smiled mysteriously.
"This new dress is about our future."
The night of the fashion show was electric, filled with celebrities, models, and elite critics.
I was given a VIP seat in the very front row, wearing a beautiful navy suit Isabella had gifted me.
The lights dimmed, and the heavy bass of the runway music vibrated through the floor.
Model after model walked down the runway, displaying Isabella's brilliant spring collection.
But the final piece, the closing dress, belonged entirely to Noah.
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The announcer's voice echoed through the speakers.
"And now, the debut design of our newest prodigy, Noah Sterling."
