Whisper Destiny

Chapter 25

~ 3rd Party POV ~

As the Grayson arrived, the venue pulsated with the electric energy of anticipation, a symphony of flashing lights and murmurs of excitement weaving through the air. A sea of illustrious figures filled the space: renowned fashion designers from every corner of the globe, A-list actors and actresses, musicians, discerning art collectors, and the editors and journalists from the world's most prestigious magazines. Each attendee, eager not to miss the pinnacle event of the year orchestrated by Ortiz & Co.

Fashion critics worldwide had forecasted Catherine Ortiz's newest winter collection to be nothing short of groundbreaking, a trend-setting masterpiece poised to captivate the industry's imagination. Each element of the evening, from the exquisite décor to the ethereal music that danced through the air, wove together seamlessly to create an experience that transcended mere fashion show and became an immersive journey through time and style.

Natasha's entrance into the venue sparked a frenzy of fascination among the media, her ethereal gown and magnetic presence commanding the spotlight effortlessly. Stepping away from the prying eyes of the crowd, Natasha confided in Chase, her voice a soft murmur against the backdrop of swirling excitement. "I never imagined it would be this grand," she admitted, her eyes alight with wonder.

Chase's teasing response brought a playful glint to their exchange, his words a gentle reminder of the towering presence that Catherine Ortiz held in the industry. "You're speaking of Catherine Ortiz, Ms. Grayson," he quipped. "She's a big gun in this field. It's no surprise her show is of this magnitude. Feeling nervous now?" His teasing tone was met with a wry smile from Natasha as she brushed off his jest.

As Louisa caught sight of the Grayson, her face lit up with a warm smile that mirrored the radiance of the evening. With genuine hospitality, she extended her greetings, welcoming them to the event. The Grayson and Chase were ushered to the VVIP seating reserved for them by Catherine herself, a gesture that underscored the significance of importance that they held.

"Don't worry about us, Louisa. We understand how hectic things can get for an event like this," Noel Grayson reassured with a warm smile, his tone laced with understanding. With a nod of gratitude, Louisa excused herself to attend to another guest, leaving the Grayson to immerse themselves in the atmosphere of anticipation.

As they settled into their seats amidst the luminaries of the fashion world, Natasha felt a flutter of anxiety stirring within her, like delicate butterflies dancing beneath her skin. Despite her efforts to remain composed, the gravity of the occasion weighed heavily upon her, a testament to the significance of the moment and the role she was about to play in the unfolding spectacle.

Backstage buzzed with organized chaos, a symphony of voices clamoring for Catherine's attention as the final preparations for the show reached a fever pitch. Everywhere one turned, there was a flurry of activity: models fussing over their garments, the lighting crew fine-tuning their setups, and assistants darting to and fro with urgent messages. 

Amidst the flurry of activity, Louisa spotted Catherine at the farthest corner of the backstage, her typically composed demeanor tinged with a hint of visible strain.

"Hey, are you okay?" Louisa inquired, her voice laced with concern as she approached her friend. Though Catherine attempted to mask her emotions behind a facade of composure, Louisa could discern the subtle signs of stress etched upon her features.

Catherine offered a tight-lipped smile in response, her voice betraying a trace of tension as she replied, "Yes, I'm fine. Just need a moment to collect myself. How's everything out there?"

Assured by Louisa's reassurances, Catherine's demeanor softened slightly, a flicker of relief crossing her features as she listened to the positive reviews filtering in from the outside world. The mention of the Graysons' arrival elicited a small nod of acknowledgment from Catherine, her thoughts momentarily drifting to Natasha's presence at the event.