I Have My Own Path To Follow

After stopping for lunch, Derek is back at the Style Scene Magazine, he sits at his desk, replaying the interview. Dandara's voice fills his headphones as he jots down key moments—the way she spoke about her mother's support, her first sale, her vision for African fashion. 

He leans back, tapping his pen against his notebook. This piece has to be different. It has to capture more than just her talent—it has to capture her. 

Lisa strolls by and notices the intense focus on his face. "You look like you're unraveling the mysteries of the universe." 

Derek smirks, pulling off his headphones. "Just figuring out how to do this story justice." 

Lisa raises an eyebrow. "Dandara actually opened up?" 

"She did," Derek says, a bit of pride creeping into his tone. "And now, I have to make sure the article is as bold as she is."