CHAPTER 118
Minerva expands the measuring tape across my shoulders followed by scribbling the numbers she could get to a piece of scented paper. She extends it from my left shoulder down to the ground for the overall size of the dress and then adjust it with a few more meters for the gown’s tail. I could only assume that the wedding gown would be very long one, just by the way Minerva seemed to have adjusted the hem more than the average. “You seem to be used in measuring dresses. Are you by any chance a seamstress before coming here?” I suddenly asked to kill the dullness of the air. Minerva looks at me with the caution in her eyes. She still hasn’t got rid of them I presumed. A few moments back she is just pretty much timid for the idea of disturbing me. But right now, I find her being extra ca
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