Lyse had just settled down at her desk when her phone beeped with a text message from Levi.
"So, what are your favorite flowers?"
Lyse chuckled before typing, "Orchids are my favorite."
"Noted. Don't overwork yourself today, I've got plans for you…"
Lyse shook her head and dumped the distracting phone in her drawer and faced her tasks for the day. She tapped her pen against the sleek surface of her desk, a thoughtful frown creasing her brow. The deadline for the upcoming fashion competition loomed, and the pressure was mounting.
Kim, her junior designer, had been a breath of fresh air when he had joined the team. His ideas were bold, his sketches brimming with a youthful energy that had injected much-needed life into the studio. Lately, however, his enthusiasm had seemed forced, his eyes constantly glued to his phone. Lyse had noticed the frequent, secretive glances towards the window, the hushed phone calls that always ended with a nervous chuckle.
