The Dressmaker's Gift Novels & Stories

"I've already gone with you to try that dress several times. What's wrong with missing it once? Natalie just got back. She was alone with all that luggage. "As a friend, I had to pick her up. You're usually so reasonable. Why make a fuss over something this small? Do you really have to give me the silent treatment over this?" "I'm fine." I brushed his hands away, hung the towel back on the rack, and turned to leave. "Really?" Enzo followed me out, sounding noticeably more relaxed. "Did you finalize the dress yesterday, then? Send me the bill. I'll sign it." I walked over to the bedside table, pulled open the drawer, and took out the stamped order form.

Luckily, she maintained her footing once again before smirking at me. This kid… I looked at the head maid indifferently unlike how I looked at her before. Huh. Look what you made me do. In this mansion, I have no one but myself. —-- After dinner, the maids started to dress me up. I saw the ‘gift’ Gavin sent me. It’s a dress, a majestic one if I may say. It looks so expensive. It's a long champagne satin dress with a slit at the right side and backless. Together with some accessories and a hair comb that is sparkling because of the diamonds attached to it.

As I stood still admiring the garden, a woman approached me carrying an elegant gift box. "Mr. Briggs asked me to give you this." I turned to Aaron looking surprised. He scratched the back of his neck. "I thought you might be more comfortable." He said. Inside the box was a soft satin fabric dress at just knee-length. It had delicate pearls. I laughed. "Another dress? This is lovely." Aaron smiled. "That princess gown is beautiful but I don't think it was designed for dancing." I laughed. "Dancing?" "Yeah." He said with a smile.

I mumbled, sniffling a yawn. "Good morning to you too. Now these are dresses and a gift for your grandparents and yes, you are welcome," she hissed once again. A small smile broke on my face as I moved to check the content of what she got. It was truly a bag full of dresses and one that contained a packaged wristwatch and a makeup box for my grandparents. "Aww, Sophie, this is too much," I exclaimed as I unwrapped my dresses. One was a simple sundress and the other was a dinner gown, strapless and very sexy.

The fabric glides under my fingertips like silk,its cost alone must be a small fortune. I do not need a sender’s name to know exactly who this gift is from. My soulmate has struck again. But how did he know I would love this dress? As I try to catch my breath, I notice a small piece of paper at the bottom of the box. “Self-confidence is worn with pride, and it’s time the world sees your beauty. Maverick.”

She comes back with a dress that makes me widen my eyes. “I hope you like Dior,” Vicky smirks. “Are you serious? Don't even ask.” I take the dress from Jennie and gawk at it like it’s the most precious thing in the world. Expensive brands sure have better quality fabric. It’s a beautiful light blue glitter dress with silver flower embroideries around the shoulders. “That's my first gift to my new best friend,” Vicky tells me before taking me in her arms, “Kyle told me how you make him laugh during your sessions. I'm so glad he finally found someone who can make him happy when I'm not around.”

And even though she had the money to afford expensive clothes, she preferred using that money to buy more fabric. "Not a big fan of raffles to be honest, but the top is cute as hell" Again, Gigi was trying to not fall asleep when Delilah, Liz's girlfriend got into the store. Cute as a button, as usual, Delilah was stunning in every single way, and Gigi hated it. She was with her friends walking around the store without even realizing Gigi was there furiously staring at her. Delilah just did things so delicately and purely, even her floral perfume could be smelled from miles away. With her soft hands carefully grabbing every single piece of clothing she wanted to try to her almost messy but p

A dress cost three thousand dollars. Naturally, she had declined the offer, but Betty said that three thousand dollars wasn't much for a dress. The latter had even said that it was a gift for Caroline in return for spending time with her at home all this time. In the end, Caroline could do nothing but accept it. She had woken up early today so she could get her makeup done. When she emerged from her room, Betty's eyes lit up in delight. "You're so pretty! This outfit looks like it was made for you!"

I replied climbing out of bed and grabbing some sweats to change in to as I get ready. “I might have done, don’t put those things on as it will ruin your hair trying to take them off, here I got you something made especially for today!” She moaned, handing me a perfectly wrapped gift. I took it from her, trying not to well up as this was a thoughtful gift on a very special day, oh dear I’m going soft when it comes to gifts. I open it carefully revealing a stunning white silk dressing gown, I picked it up and notice something has been written on the back with a pattern. I turn it over to reveal ‘BRIDE’ surrounded with magnificent floral border of all my favourite flowers, I couldn’t hold back

Gibson stepped forward to pat his back, attempting to soothe him. “You—you keep coddling her!” he scolded, furious at their lack of accountability. Xena, seeing her grandfather’s genuine anger, shrank behind her mother, muttering resentfully, “It’s just a dress. I’ll buy her another one!” Haley raised an eyebrow and said calmly, “This dress was a gift from my mother. It was custom-designed by the renowned designer Gracia, made specifically to my measurements. There’s only one in the world.” Gracia was globally recognized for his exclusive evening gowns. He only designed for private clients or for runway shows, and his creations were never mass-produced or sold in retail stores. Each dress st