(Reese)
Today should have felt manageable.
The morning had already been busy enough to force my attention where it belonged. Two fittings ran over schedule, one shipment had been delayed at customs again, and the events team kept trying to add unnecessary changes to a launch plan that was already finalized. Usually that kind of pressure helped me focus because there was no room left for distraction when enough things needed decisions at once.
Today it wasn’t working properly.
I stood near the fitting platform while Simone adjusted the fabric along the model’s shoulder. The silver material caught the light every time she moved, and normally I would’ve been fully inside the details of it. The structure. The stitching. The way the waistline sat under movement instead of standing stiff aga
