Chapter 9

Gabriella

It's been two weeks since Elle made her last appearance here, and I honestly can't express how relieved I am that she's off my back, even if it might not be a permanent reprieve. At least I don't have to endure her suffocating remarks for now.

"Fabian, do you have any idea why the director wanted to see us?" I ask nervously, hoping that maybe my recent sketches had caught his attention and garnered his approval or brought some good news.

"So you're completely in the dark?" He asks, making me wonder what crucial information I've missed.

"Duh, obviously, I just said that," I reply. If my response comes off as rude, so be it, considering his initial facial expression wasn't exactly polite either.

"I thought you had experience in the fashion industry before," he remarks, and the sarcasm in his tone is unmistakable. What does he know? Idiot!

"Just get to the poin