The tiny room that Sophie and Rohan shared had never felt so alive. Fabrics of soft satin and delicate lace were draped across the table, the bed, and even over the back of the lone chair. For the first time in her life, Sophie had been entrusted with creating something not for mending or repairing—but for celebration.
An engagement dress.
Her hands shook slightly as she unfolded the cream-colored fabric. She could already picture it in her mind: a graceful gown that would shimmer under the lights of the ceremony, making the bride-to-be feel as though she were stepping into a fairytale.
“This… this is my chance, Rohan,” she whispered, her eyes glowing. “If I succeed, more people will trust me. It could be the key to finally opening my shop.”
Rohan smiled softly, careful not to let the
