#Chapter 55: Sketchy

Agnes When Ava handed me the folder, I didn’t expect much. If anything, I thought it might be a blatant attempt to one-up me or prove that she had some hidden edge in the department. But when I flipped open the cover of the folder and caught sight of the first sketch, I froze. These drawings weren’t just good—they were stunning. The clean lines and bold concepts were so detailed that they practically leapt off the page. Each design was both practical and eye-catching, with details that spoke to a deep understanding of the collection’s purpose. There was a coat with detachable layers for all seasons, a pair of convertible pants that could easily transition from hiking trails to casual outings, and a dress with cleverly hidden pockets. But what truly floored me wasn’t the quality. It was the fact that they were Ava’s. I still couldn’t entirely believe that she, of all people, had drawn such wonderful sketches. I looked up, studying her face for any s