CLAIRE

NEXT DAY

The facility was quiet by seven, most of the team had left by six thirty. Nina was the last to go, appearing in my office doorway with her coat already on.

"You should head out soon," she said. "You've been here since seven this morning."

"I know," I replied, not looking up from the sketch I was working on. "I just want to finish this sleeve detail. It's been bothering me all day."

Nina came in and looked over my shoulder at the drawing, the second clothing line was taking shape slowly, different from CLAIRE in tone and approach, more relaxed and accessible, but still carrying the...