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Isabel's mind raced—where had she heard the name Ken Hosk before? It hit her suddenly: he'd been a famous fashion designer in her last life. He'd come out of nowhere and taken the fashion world by storm. Stars wore his designs, magazines praised him, and he'd even won a prestigious international competition. She remembered his designs as breathtaking. He was daring and bold and combined fabrics and colors in unexpected new ways. But no matter what he did, his clothing was always flattering and elegant. People said he had a deep understanding of and appreciation for the female form—no one else made women look as beautiful as he did. Celebrities competed to wear his designs and fashion houses tried to tempt him to join their teams. Instead of joining one of the big fashion houses o