September 28th

2. Changes

**Stephy**

They all looked wrong, not wrong  but wrong, like something was missing or something was a bit too much.

Looking at the designs I knew someone worked their butt off to make them this good, but something was wrong.

" Go on, say it." Carl stood up from the recliner and walked up to my desk standing next to me as I looked over the designs.

"Who drew these?"I asked him. An emotion flashed through his eyes before he replied, "An old friend, she used to work with us," I was about to ask when he continued, "she passed on."

They were beautiful, and a part of me really didn't want to change anything especially now that I knew the one who made them is buried six feet under.

"But trust me she would love and welcome any changes or bright ideas you seem to have lurking in that brilliant mind of yours. She was always open to new things." He pushed me with his hip which made me smile. We had become pretty close these past couple of weeks that we've been working together.

"Alright well I was thinking," I brought up the red wine colored dress I saw and spoke to him about changing the neckline. He wrote down what I said and even put his own ideas as we moved through the whole collection.

"Carl I need your -" Svante walked in and stopped mid step. He looked down at what we were doing and I could see anger building up in his face. "What are you two doing." He spoke carefully. Carl stood up and tried to reason with him.

"Carl what is this," he walked up to my desk and took Carl's notebook and the design I had written on. His face reddening and he read the notes I made. "You want to make changes." He looked angrily at me and then at Carlos. "You allowed her to make changes Carlos! You know how hard she had worked on these and you want to change them! Who gave you that right?!" He was now livid. I had never seen a man get so upset this way but emotions didn't scare me anymore.

"I have every right to make changes to-"

" You have NO right! absolutely non." Svante lashed out to my face and I could feel my own anger building up. He had no right to talk to me this way.
Carlos started pushing him out of the room closing the door.

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**Svante**

"That was not cool man you can't just lash out at her like that." Carl scolded me but I was in no mood to receive any scolding from my elder brother. I was livid. They had damaged the only thing I had left of her. The one thing she worked day and night for months on end to perfect and Stephy just ruined it in a few seconds, how could I not lash out.

I walked away from him heading for the stairs I couldn't handle being in that place for a second longer. "Svan! Svante!" Carl yelled after me. "She would've wanted this."

That stopped me dead in my tracks,"she would've never wanted this! She worked so fucking hard on those damn drawings and you just allowed that woman to ruin it all."

"That woman is my sister and you will respect her" Tasha said from the bottom stair.
Just what i needed

I jogged down the stairs and left the boutique as fast I could. I couldn't deal with them, all of them, how could they just step on her memory like that, all her hard work and time spent on that project, wasted.

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**Stephy**

"I'm leaving" Tasha knocked on my office door. "Alright, see you tomorrow" I said, she sent me a peace sign and left. I didn't know what to do with myself.

Carlos and Svante hadn't returned since morning and I didn't know what to think. I didn't care if Svante agreed or not this project was now mine, but I did care if Carlos, agreed or not he was my partner.

A soft knock sounded, "may I come in?" Svante stood at the door looking awkward.

I wasn't mad at him, I completely understood why he got the way he did but he should've handled the situation better.

"Listen, I know my actions cannot be justified and so I'll just jump to apologising. I shouldn't have said what I said, you do have the right to change things this project is yours now. It's just" he sat on the seat side facing me. 

"I haven't yet come to terms with everything." He sighs and passes his hand over his hair holding the back for a while. His eyes trailed down on the carpet and we sat in silence. "I'm sorry"

"You already said that" I stated.

He laughed at himself a bit "yea, but hey listen to make it up to you I'm here to take you out" I raised my eyebrow at that "n-not as a date my friends are going out for a couple of drinks and I'd like you to join us."

I wasn't sure about that. He had just unexpectedly  shown me a whole different side of him. What if he secretly wants to hurt you my crazy mind whispered to me, but that'd be insane he just apologised and besides he said we won't be alone, right?

"Carl will be there and I think he invited your sister too." That convinced me. "Okay" I got up. He held his hand out to me and I  hesitated but eventually I put my hand in his.

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Love, Lee