~ Isabella’s POV

The car rolled smoothly along the highway, and I leaned back in my seat, trying to settle my thoughts. After my heated confrontation with Jack, I was more than ready to focus on my future. Elena, as calm and composed as always, kept the conversation light, sharing stories about her experiences in the fashion industry.

"You'll love the school," she said at one point, her eyes bright with enthusiasm. "It’s not just about fashion; it’s about creativity, expression, and confidence. We nurture more than designers—we build innovators."

I smiled at that. "It sounds like a dream. I can't wait to see it."

After what felt like an...