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Claire walks into the bedroom looking heartbroken. Evert is sitting on the bed, withdrawn and lost in his own thoughts. He had wanted to go to the living room, but his mind kept him stuck where he was. Claire tries to talk to him, but he feels restless and moves over to the small bench in the bedroom. He turns around, frustrated. Claire feels her own irritation rising, but they still decide to sit together on the bench. Evert wants to leave with her, but Claire feels powerless and doesn’t think it’s a good idea. The tension hangs between them—heavy, but honest.

Their home, where Laurie and Tom live, Laurie is standing in her office when her phone buzzes. She reads a message from Iris:
“Can I come by for a moment? It’s important.”
Laurie replies immediately:
“Of course. I assume you have something important to tell me.”
She pauses for a moment, her breath a little unsteady.

A little later, Iris and Laurie sit together in the dining room. Iris brings good news—news that finally frees Laurie from the fear she’s been carrying for days. Laurie’s shoulders drop, her eyes soften.
“You saved me,” she says, relieved.
Iris smiles. “No problem… I saw the fear in your eyes when Lodewijk walked into your event representing All Yours and everything started to fall apart. I couldn’t let that happen. I contacted the newspaper to protect you, and I’m glad they agreed.”

Later, Laurie is sitting on the couch when Tom walks in, ready to take Binky for a walk. He stops the moment he sees her face. Laurie tells him that Iris saved her business. Tom’s doubt disappears instantly.
“I’ve been so worried about you… you deserve so much more,” he says.
Laurie becomes emotional and thanks him.
“You fought until the end,” Tom adds. “And you did beautiful work with Rob.”
Laurie smiles through her emotions. “Thank you… this means so much. I’m so grateful for you.”

Iris is home now. A quiet transition, a moment of calm.

Then the scene shifts to Lodewijk’s apartment. Claire arrives with a feeling she can’t ignore anymore: she has to speak—on behalf of All Yours, on behalf of Evert, on behalf of herself. She starts calmly, but quickly notices that Lodewijk finds his phone more important than anything she’s saying.
“Could you show some respect and listen?” she asks.
He barely looks up. “Why would I? Evert doesn’t understand what I’m struggling with.”
Claire’s voice sharpens. She tells him he’s destroying the reputation of All Yours and nearly ruined Laurie’s work.
“I won’t let that happen,” she says.
Her energy drains.
“I think I should go. I’m done.”
Lodewijk throws her a cold look.
“Fine. Then I’ll tell Evert what kind of person you really are.”
Claire turns around.
“Do whatever you want.”
She rides away, the cold air sharper than usual.

At home, she grabs her bowl of vegetables and sits down next to Evert on the couch. Iris is in the background, working on Claire’s laptop—with permission—finishing tasks that Claire and Evert couldn’t handle anymore. Claire becomes emotional.
“I never wanted any of this,” she whispers.
“I didn’t either,” Evert says softly, “but we have to save our company, sweetheart.”
He swallows.
“If I have to fire my brother… then I will.”
Claire looks at him gently.
“Choosing the company over your own brother… that’s brave. I don’t know if I could do that.”
“I have no choice,” Evert says. “Otherwise we’ll lose everything. I love him… but I won’t let anything hurt others anymore.”
Claire exhales.
“Thank you… that takes a weight off my shoulders.”

Iris closes the laptop.
“I finished your tasks. I think I’ll head home—Jasper and I are going to watch a movie. We need it after all this stress.”
Evert nods.
“Thank you, from both of us.”
Iris smiles and leaves.

At home, Iris and Jasper watch a movie. The popcorn is already gone; the bowl sits empty on the table. They sit close together, talking softly about everything that happened.
A quiet ending to a heavy day.

End of Part 2.

Newspaper: Local Company Faces Internal Misconduct Allegation.

An anonymous employee at All Yours has reported concerns about inappropriate behavior by a senior staff member.
No formal complaint has been filed, but the claim has caused tension inside the company.
Management has not responded yet, and staff describe the atmosphere as “uncertain” as the situation develops.

Iris arrives early at the work office.
No bag, no coat. Just that fast, tense walk.
Jasper looks up. Their eyes meet — brief, but loaded.
Only they know what really happened.

At home, Claire sits on the couch in her morning clothes, laptop on her lap.
Evert joins her with his breakfast.
She reminds him about the renovation.
He nods — he’d forgotten.
A quiet, warm moment… the last calm one of the day.

Back at the work office, Iris and Jasper stand up.
Iris still has nothing with her — she came in rushed, and she leaves even more rushed.
They exchange one last look, a silent agreement…
and walk out of the work office together.

They head downstairs, out of the building, and across to the main headquarters,
the one located directly under the two apartments where they all live.

Later, Claire arrives at the work office.
She steps onto the first floor and immediately notices it:
Iris and Jasper’s desks are empty.
She frowns.

She walks into Evert’s office at the work location
and places the newspaper on his desk.
Not hidden.
Not subtle.
Just… there.

Outside the door, she pauses — listening, hesitating,
wondering if she just set something in motion she can’t undo.

Down at the main headquarters lobby, Iris and Jasper rush in.
“I need to call him,” Iris says.
No answer.
She tries again.

Back at the work office, Claire tries to focus on her emails,
but her eyes keep drifting toward the hallway.
She knows he’ll see it soon.

At the main headquarters, Evert walks into his office and stops.
The newspaper lies open on his desk.
He doesn’t touch it — he doesn’t need to.
His expression shifts slowly, heavily.
He steps back, turns around, and leaves the room.

On the stairs, he keeps his right hand half behind his body,
as if he’s hiding something,
as if the weight of the news is too much to carry openly.

“The stairwell feels darker than it should be, as if the news has pulled him out of daylight.”

His phone vibrates.
Missed calls.
From Iris.
Several.

He lifts the phone to call her back—

—and that’s when Lodewijk walks in.
Disheveled.
Pale.
Like he already knows the article is about him.

Evert freezes.
So does Lodewijk.

End of Part 1.

Helene stands by the window, still shaken by Roderick.
At home, her emotions finally surface; she lets herself feel it.
Her clothes lie ready on the bed — a small choice that gives her control.

She heads outside to clear her mind and unexpectedly runs into Lodewijk.
Their brief conversation hits harder than she expected.
Back home, she sits on the edge of her bed, letting everything settle.

A quiet house shot follows — a breath, a transition.

Helene takes her bike and leaves.
In front of Rozemarijn and Roderick’s new home, Rozemarijn welcomes her warmly.
Together they start decorating; Helene guides, advises, and brings softness into the space.

Later, she arrives at the café and sits alone for a moment.
She calls Laurie, who listens and supports her.
We see Laurie on the other end — calm, caring, present.

Back at the new house, the entryway is still empty.
Then Helene places the key down — the project is complete.
Rozemarijn sits at the dining table, grateful and at peace.

Interior shots show the finished home.
Roderick finalizes a deal.
Rozemarijn thanks Helene with a single rose — a small but meaningful gesture.

The story ends with the layout of the house:
a quiet overview of what they built together.

Helene starts her day quietly: coffee, laptop, a few small tasks.
Later she stops by the bar — not knowing it’s the last time she’ll see the place like this.

Outside, she runs into Rozemarijn.

“We bought a house. And I want you to do it. All of it.”

Helene says yes.

Back home, she reads for a moment until Rozemarijn calls:
could she come to the location right away?

At the house, a discussion breaks out between Rozemarijn and Roderick — practicality vs. atmosphere.
Helene steps in, calm and steady, and brings them back together.

Later she tells everything to Laurie on the green couch.
Warm, close, exactly what she needed.

That evening, walking into her own home, she feels it: something has begun.

The renovation is already in full swing.
Outside: debris and old cabinets.
Inside: new floors, fresh walls, empty rooms waiting for purpose.

The final shot: a top‑down layout.
A canvas.
A possibility.

What will it become?

It took almost a year to bring this summer collection to life — sketching, fitting, shooting, re‑shooting, doubting, improving, and those rare moments when everything suddenly clicked. Today, that year of work finally starts to show.

The morning begins quietly at Laurie and Tom’s place. Laurie is still in her pajamas, taking a moment to breathe before the day really starts.
Helene stands at home in front of her mirror, wearing one of Laurie’s designs, ready for what’s coming.

At the salon, Merel and Frederik open the door. They’ve taken time off in advance to support Laurie; they know exactly what this year has meant to her.

Later, they sit with Tom at home. Merel suggests doing Laurie’s hair for the event. Tom and Frederik agree instantly. Tom goes upstairs to ask Laurie — and she says yes.

In the salon, Merel works calmly on Laurie’s hair as the rain starts outside. Inside, everything feels warm and safe.

Across the city, Rob checks the collection in his studio. A full year of work hangs around him. He calls the venue and heads out with the pieces.

Back home, Laurie puts on her show dress — a soft mint‑and‑white summer look that fits the event perfectly. Tom takes the photo that captures her transformation.

And then only the location remains: the rooftop where a year of work will soon become visible.
The runway is ready, the clothing rack is in place — and one single palm sets the entire summer mood.

Rob starts his morning quietly with a cup of coffee, but once he steps into his studio the frustration hits again. The design he’s been working on for days still isn’t matching the picture in his head. He steps away, thinks, tries again — and finally everything clicks. With a few last adjustments, the outfit becomes exactly what he intended.

Meanwhile, Laurie visits her neighbour and best friend Hélène. She gently asks if Hélène would be willing to model for the collection. Hélène agrees without hesitation. A moment later she appears wearing the outfit Laurie brought, and it suits her perfectly. Laurie lights up and gives her a grateful hug once she’s changed back.

At home, Tom is working on the website and the event planning, but one thing is still missing: the date. He checks in with Laurie, she thinks for a moment, then nods. Together they set the final date. The event is officially taking shape.

The morning started quietly, with Laurie in her bathrobe holding Binky.
The house was still, the light soft — a calm moment before the day began.

Tom was already awake, kneeling by the bathtub as he washed Binky. Laurie leaned against the doorway, smiling at the scene. It was warm, familiar, and exactly how their mornings usually felt.

What she didn’t know:
Rob had arrived early.

He slipped into her office with a mannequin dressed in the first finished outfit from her collection. He adjusted one last fold, stepped back, and nodded to himself.
He wanted her to see it like this.

Later, when Laurie walked into the office, she froze.

Her design.
Her colors.
Her lines.
But real.

Rob looked up with a soft smile.
“I wanted to surprise you.”

They moved to the living room, where they sat together on the couch surrounded by tablets, notes, and sketches. Laurie explained the atmosphere she wanted for the collection — the story behind it, the details that mattered.
Rob listened closely, adding ideas where he could. Their teamwork felt natural and balanced.

Back in her office, Laurie walked around the mannequin again, touched the fabric, and felt a quiet wave of pride. She took a photo — just for herself.

In the kitchen, they sat together for a moment of calm.

“It’s a lot,” Laurie admitted.

“But you’re doing amazing,” Rob said.

Before leaving, he showed her photos of the other sets he was working on — silhouettes, textures, colors, all based on her sketches. Laurie leaned in, her eyes widening with every swipe.

“Rob… this is incredible.”

He smiled, a little shy.
“I want the whole collection to tell your story.” Laurie hugged him — pure gratitude.

“We’re only just getting started,” he said.

While Tom was still on location with Simon, the technical lead of the event, Laurie stayed home working on her moodboard. She rearranged color swatches and notes, fully focused on shaping her vision.

When she opened her email, she already knew Tom had sent her a photo from the venue — but she wasn’t prepared for how it would feel.

Seeing herself displayed so beautifully and confidently took her by surprise. She couldn’t stop smiling.

Later that evening, she shared her excitement with Tom in the living room. He loved seeing her this enthusiastic and suggested they should visit the location together — with Binky, of course.

At the venue, Laurie expressed her expectations for the event. Tom was briefly overwhelmed, but he understood how important this dream was to her. Binky, feeling slightly ignored, quickly recovered after a gentle pat on the head.

The next day, Laurie returned on her own. She met Alex, who was helping with the event, and they exchanged a short, friendly conversation.

Then she stepped onto the stage, tested the microphone, and looked up at the large photo of herself again.

It hit her just as strongly as before — not out of vanity, but because she finally saw herself the way others saw her.

A woman building her dream.

A woman stepping into her own story.

A woman who is ready.

You’ll see what happens next in Part 3.

It all started with one phone call…

Laurie Sims got a call from All Yours, the company that helps launch new businesses and organizes events. They told her that her fashion event could be hosted on the rooftop terrace in San Myshuno.

That was all she needed to hear.

Right after the call, she started sketching out ideas for the event — the layout, the runway, the lighting, everything.

Until Binky suddenly decided he absolutely needed a bath right now. Typical timing.

While she was still dealing with wet paw prints, Tom asked if he could talk to her. He wanted to know if she had time for an outdoor photoshoot, since everything was already set up for the summer collection shoot. So she went along.

Tom photographed her in one of her outfits — ring included — but halfway through he realized the ring wasn’t showing properly. So… another photo. And another.

The next day, the photo was already delivered on location. It looked great, but honestly? There’s still so much work to be done before this event becomes reality.

You’ll see what happens next in Part 2.