Chapter 90

As the light flickered to life, Hazel's eyes widened in shock, her gaze fixed on the scene before her. Noah, Naya, Damien, Lucas, and Alex stood gathered in the room, their faces illuminated by the soft glow. But it was the sight behind them that made Hazel's heart race and her mind reel.

On the wall, in bold, elegant letters, her brand name shone like a beacon: "Welcome to Hazel's Couture". Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the rows of sewing machines, the bolts of fabric, and the half-finished garments on the mannequins. It was a fashion studio, and it was hers.

Hazel's mind raced with questions. 

How did he manage to create this without her knowledge? 

Her eyes locked onto Noah's, her gaze piercing with a mix of emotions.

 "What's going on here?" she demanded, her voice firm but laced with a hint of vulnerability.

Noah's expression was calm, his eyes filled with a sense of pride and accomplishment. 

"We wanted to surprise