After that request, Bastien looked noticeably tense.

“My love, it’s still dangerous,” Bastien whispered, not taking his eyes off the water as he washed a plate that had long been clean.

“I know. But once I graduate, I want to open my own shop. The girls and I always dreamed of being partners. I don’t want to sacrifice years of study just to stay at home.”

Bastien turned off the tap, sighed, and turned to look at her. Kate’s eyes were full of determination. He walked to her and knelt down in front of her.

“Love… what if something happens while you’re working? What if something happens to our baby?”

Kate wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I know you're scared, but promise me you’ll support me. I don’t want to fight. My decision is made.”

“And the baby?”

“I’ll take care of it. Designing doesn’t take that much effort. I have so many ideas, especially for wedding dresses. I want to be recognized… like Moira.”

“And you will be.”

“But I want to be recognized for my work, not for being Bastie