Umberto held my tiny waist as he took my measurements, moving quickly and quietly while writing them down in a small notebook. "All done." He said after a few minutes, and I started getting dressed again. "I thought it was a joke when the don told me I had to take your measurements. But here you are, little dove." Umberto said with a grin, and I smiled back. "That's right, I'm back," I replied softly, and he sighed lightly. "My god, I can't believe it's been six years. You look good, healthy. And you're still my prettiest client," he told me, and I chuckled lightly. "You flatter me, but I've seen the models you work with," I teased, and he smiled. "And what's the difference between you and those models? You're flawless, Hera. I missed you so much," Umberto said before pulling me into a tight hug. "We've got so much to catch up on. You should come over for lunch sometime. A lot's changed since you left," he added, his voice soft. I nodded at him. "I fear we might've needed you b
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