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The Last Fitting

Author: Empi
last update publish date: 2026-06-23 06:10:40

CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

The Last Fitting

Aria's POV

Bisi delivered the finished dress on a Thursday evening and the three of us, me, Bisi, and Clara, stood around it in Nina's living room like we were looking at something that required a moment of silence before anyone spoke.

It was finished.

Not in the provisional, almost the way it had been at every previous stage. Finished the way things are finished when every decision along the way turned out to be the right one. The shoulder line clean and c
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