#Chapter 125: My Love

Audrey I slipped the last button into place and stepped back from the model to admire my handiwork. The outfit was perfect, exactly what I had envisioned; every detail was a tiny tribute to my friends—the vibrant color reminiscent of Betty’s love for vintage fashion, the red beadwork inspired by Tina’s red hair, the sturdy stitching similar to Gavin’s dependable nature, and of course, the silhouette inspired by Avis’s signature tailoring style. “Your model looks great, Audrey,” one of the designers, Hanna, said as she approached, eyeing the piece up and down. “We’ve still got fifteen minutes before it’s showtime. Feel free to do whatever you’d like while you wait.” Nodding, I turned my attention away from the buzzing backstage area, needing a few moments of fresh air. My nerves were getting to me; tonight was the night. I had been working on this piece almost all summer, and now it would be walking the runway. It wasn’t just a school fashion show or a com