Melody – Point of View“As always, you are gorgeous.”Mary moved back, raking every inch of me that stood poised on the raised platform, the final fittings of my latest design complete. Her lips curled into a proud smile, the kind that comes with many years of watching me develop, not only as a woman, but also as someone who had discovered a way to find beauty within pain.“You make your design shine, Melody,” she said softly, making a gentle adjustment to the way the fabric hung at my waist.I took in my reflection in the mirror and then turned to look at the women behind me. Lydia turned around with a flourish, raising the hem of her dress as though she believed herself to be royalty, and I couldn’t help but laugh."Everyone looks lovely today," I said, smiling. "And it's all thanks to you, Mary, that we're wearing such lovely dresses. Honestly, I feel like a princess."“A princess? "Lydia teased, turning in another circle. “With these dresses? No, Melody. We look like queens.”We a
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