Elara shook her head. "The Designer doesn't want gold. It wants the architect of your fondest memory."
As the last thread of love dissolved into the crystal, she felt light. Not empty— free . The coat materialized, beautiful and terrible. marvelous designer price
Elara knew the price before she even opened her eyes. Elara shook her head
The Designer pulsed. What is your price? marvelous designer price