Luxury

After leaving the hospital, I decided to ask the driver tomake a detour to the fashion house, Luxury. I and the ladies had agreed that for the first two months, we'd close early, so I wanted to see if the ladies had already gone home or if the store was still open.

As the cab turned the corner, the familiar sight of the storefront came into view. The glass windows displayed the latest designs.

I alighted, paid the driver and Pushed open the door, I stepped inside, greeted by the soft hum of activity. The scent of fabric and perfume filled the air, mingling with the sound of sewing machines whirring in the background.

“Ana! You're back!” Cecil, exclaimed, her face lighting up with a smile as she saw me.

“Hey,” I greeted her, returning the smile. “Is everyone still here?”

“Yeah, we're just finishing up for the day,” She replied, gesturing towards the back of the store where the rest of the team was gathered.

As I reached the back of the store, I found Elizabeth, who we made our head des