Chapter 78
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He was quiet for a moment, his expression thoughtful. Then something shifted in his face-like a lightbulb going off.
“Actually,” he said slowly, I might know someone who could help.”
1 looked up. “What do you mean?’
“A friend of mine-Isabella Rossi-she runs a design house in Milan. Small but prestigious. They do a lot of bespoke work för private clients, some editurial stuff. She’s been complaining for months that she can’t find good designers who understand both technical craftsmanship and creative vision.”
Milan. Europe. Thousands of miles from Julian and Victoria and this whole goddamn mess.
‘I could introduce you,” Ethan continued, pulling out his phone. “If you’re interested. She’s always looking for talent, and your portfolio from Parsons was
incredible. I’m sure she’d at least want to talk to you.”
elegant
He scrolled through his phone, then turned it to show me a sleek website. Rossi Atelier in elegant script across the top. Photos of stunning gowns, impeccably tailored suits, intricate beadwork that made my fingers itch to create again.
“This is her studio, Ethan explained, swiping through images. “She focuses on sustainable luxury-ethically sourced materials, fair labor practices.”
I stared at the screen, my heart starting to pound. This was real. This was an actual opportunity. A way out. A way forward.
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“The work is intense, Ethan continued. “Long hours, high standards. But the pay is competitive, and Milan…”
He smiled. “Milan is beautiful. Great food, amazing culture, and far enough from New York that you could actually start fresh.”
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