The flaws in perfection

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ned doors, but it had also caused ripples in the office that Brielle could not ignore. Her colleagues, especially Elise

pring collection grew. She was determined to prove herself, not just as a talented designer, but as

or Brielle's presence, and she often made sharp, cutting remarks during team discussions. Briel

empty, save for a few scattered employees finishing their work. As she lost herself in her designs, a shadow fe

" he observed, his

resence. "I'm just finishing up some final touches. I want

he designs that had been met with some criticism from the team. "Perfection is overrat

y his words. "Thank you,"

sity that made her heart race. Then, without another word, he tu

she realized it was also something she had buried within herself for a long time. Since her mother's death and her difficult journey to success, she had learned to suppr

ons. Nathaniel's words had struck a chord with her, but they had also left her with a

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all the while aware of the tension that simmered just below the surface with her colleagues. Elise had grown more distant, and the other

n her chest as she prepared to present her designs once again. The room was filled with the usual array of critical eyes-Elise's, the other

ind each piece. The designs were bold, unconventional, but every piece reflect

... unique," she said, her voice laced with sarcasm. "But

ant to evolve and push boundaries. This company has always stood fo

. He said nothing at first, but the silence in the room was d

, and several of the designers exchanged g

he said firmly. "Change is necessary, and it's bold idea

e fought the urge to smile. The tension was t

aze lingered on Brielle for a moment longer. It was brief, but ther

first time, she wondered if Nathaniel Gre

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