I held the microphone and looked out at the audience. I said with a smile, "The person I want to thank most is myself, for refusing to give up when I was at my lowest, for having the courage to leave my comfort zone, and for never letting go of my dream."The auditorium erupted into applause.Two years ago, I arrived in Galssop with nothing but a suitcase. I started over from square one. I was just an assistant at Kaitlin's design studio. I made coffee, printed presentations, organized samples, and swept floors. It was grunt work, but I never complained.Whenever I had a free moment, I'd sit quietly beside the designers, watching them sketch to learn from them. As night fell, I'd return to my tiny apartment and practice until early in the morning.The turning point of my career eventually came. A client had rejected more than a dozen revisions for a certain project, and the lead designer was ready to throw in the towel. I volunteered to take one last shot. So, I stayed up all nig
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