Chapter 40

KIMBERLY’S POV I stepped out of the Golden K Fashion house, with Xavier, into a differently scented air. A hum of accomplishment just would not brim out from right at the top of my skin and settle into quietness. Tomorrow was stitched down from the last thread in place: it had all been prepared. My dreams were finally coming into reality and I still found that hard to believe. “You're so quiet," Xavier said as we got into the car. His voice was light, playful but there was something in his eyes that warmed my chest-quiet pride. I smiled at him, leaning back against the seat. "I'm just happy. Really happy." It sounded trite, ordinary, against the whirlwind in my stomach, but it was true. "You should be," Xavier said, the tiniest smile playing across his lips. "This is your moment, Kimberly." It was a special thing of itself, the way he called my name, and it sounded celebrated. Long afterwards, I didn't know what to say until now: Xavier had done so much for me, more than I will ever be