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:

need the fabric for?” Erica asked,

want to make a shawl for Mr. Connor’s

fabrics. Camila headed straight for

explained. “She has such a refined air about her, and this color is

always impressed by 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

laughed, self–deprecatingly. “It’s

though. I have a high–paying job with great benefits. I have

deeply moved,

not a

training, your design skills

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