A Marriage of Convenience

Part 1

Margaret!" *No Answer* Ag she must be gone on her lunch break.

I looked around at my newly furnished office and spun around in my chair, thinking about when i first started out as a fashion designer, i was 22 freshly out of Fashion Design school and ready to make my mark, but boy was i in for a rude awakening, i interned at Zara in Sandton and worked hand-in-hand with the head fashion designer but i was made to do all the dirty work, i worked 24 hours trying to meet deadlines but i didn't mind, i knew it was for my own benefit. I ended up working at Zara for four years and was eventually made head designer but i decided i needed something bigger, something better, so i handed in my resignation letter and with my savings opened up my own Fashion Design Company called "House of Nadia" aka "HON".

Now 4 years later, and one of the worlds biggest fashion design companies but i feel that there is something missing in my life, i feel empty, there is this gaping whole in my life, i have my parents and my siblings but still, this hole just keeps getting bigger, and no matter what i do i just can't seem to close it; all the trips to France, Italy, Spain, New York and London, all the designer clothes and shoes aren't making any difference.

I lay my head down on my desk with a resigned sigh and i think i drifted off to sleep because i didn't hear my office door opening and someone coming in...

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