Chapter 117

Camila smiled gently, nodding in agreement.

“But that’s a bit too far–fetched. At least most fortune–tellers make some sense,” Erica joked with a laugh. “The funniest part is that your true love supposedly appeared at 17, when you were still in your senior year of high school, right? Let me think, who could that possibly be?”

She pondered for a half–minute, then shook her head.m“I can’t think of anyone.”

“I never really believed in fortune–telling to begin with. I just wanted to give the old man some compensation,” Camila said with a smile.

They strolled leisurely to the fabric store..

“Come help me pick out some fabrics,” Camila suggested:

fabric for?” Erica

make a shawl for Mr. Connor’s mother,” Camila explained with a smile.

the fabric store, Erica was dazzled by the variety of fabrics. Camila headed straight for the cashmere section,

would suit Mr. Connor’s mother perfectly,” Camila explained. “She has such a refined air about her, and this color is both classy and

Camila’s unique taste. “It’s a pity. You could have gone to fashion school, but you got sick right during your finals. If that hadn’t happened, you might have become a brilliant–fashion designer by now,” Erica said

laughed, self–deprecatingly. “It’s just my

pretty good now, though. I have a high–paying job with great benefits. I have nothing

at Camila, feeling deeply moved, “Maybe this is all just fate.”

her blouse. She raised an eyebrow at Erica and proudly said, “Even though I’m not a professional designer, making my own clothes is no big deal. Look, I sewed this blouse.

shining. “Exactly! Even without formal training, your

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