One week later, Alex was still buried in preparations for the show.
Since the incident at the studio, she had avoided Anthony and Sierra like the plague, focusing entirely on her side of the work which was setting up the hall for the show.
Today, florists string garlands across the stage while lighting crews adjusted the stage lights. With only a few days left, everything had to be perfect. Alex came to supervise everything being done.
Her and Willa had already finished the digital invites and they would be sent out later in the.
She exhaled in satisfaction as she sank into a chair, watching the empty space bloom into something spectacular.
A tap on her shoulder pulled her back.
"You're the event planner, right?" A man with a funny mustache asked.
Alex looked up, recognizing him as one of Anthony's designers. She has seen him at the studio too.
"I'm Matteo, the head designer. Can you point me in the direction of the makeshift studio? It's time for our fitting."
