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I Wasn’t Alone

last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 01.05.2026 21:09:52

Avery’s POV

"The drape is too stiff here." I pressed two fingers against the fabric on the mannequin. "It needs to move when she does."

The junior tailoring staff beside me leaned closer, studying the line. "We could reduce the interfacing at the hip. It’ll move better."

"Do that." I stepped back and looked at the shoulder. "And drop the hem half an inch on the left side. It's sitting uneven."

She wrote everything down. “You want to see it again on Monday?”

"Before the end of the day,” I said.
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