Reverie (55 Fiction)


Models were getting dressed. Everyone was in awe of her designs. Her designs were royal speaking elegance.

Her dream was reality now.
Her first fashion show.

“Shreya, client asked for the reports”, said the boss.
She stammered, “y..yes.. Sir, in a moment”.
“How I wished it was true…”, she murmured to herself; her reverie broken.

This post is written in response to the Write Tribe 55 Friday Fiction prompt- How I wished.

55 on Friday #WriteTribe

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