Chapter 179 Family Matters

• Audrey
• I twirled in front of the full-length mirror, admiring the outfit Edwin had made for me over the past couple of days. The skirt swished around my ankles, the fabric soft and flowing. It was a vast improvement over our drunken attempt on Christmas Eve.
• “Edwin, it’s perfect,” I breathed, running my hands over the intricate pleats. The tartan pattern was exactly what I had envisioned—deep greens and reds with subtle gold threading, tailored to my exact size. The skirt wrapped around my waist, held secure by two rich leather buckles.