Chapter 270 For Love & Lace

• Audrey
• The late afternoon sun was streaming through the shop windows, casting long, golden shadows across the floor as I carefully pinned another section of delicate lace to the bodice of Avis’s wedding dress. The ivory silk was soft under my fingers, almost impossibly so, and the hand-beaded details caught the fading light, shimmering with every subtle movement of her body.
• It truly was going to be the perfect wedding gown.