Chapter 50:

When Arya was young, she wanted to be countless things, she wanted to be a writer, then, she switched it to a superhero, then she wanted to skydive for a living, even though her elder sister had called her dumb for that. Yeah, she would never forget about that.

And, then her mother told her she could be anything she wanted to be: So, she decided that she would be a fashion designer, because whenever she drew designs, it brought a certain kind of flutter to her heart, a good one actually.

Getting fired in Clara's clothing plaza made her lose her zeal, she forgot about everything that mattered, she didn't even tell her own mother about the job, then, she got a job in Axel's line, and she was going to be like a manger. Someone who held high hopes in the company.

She would do what she loves best, drawing designs, helping out with the sewing, and the best part of it. People were going to wear her own designs, just by thinking about all those made her heart giddy.

"You are going to do well.