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:

do you need the fabric for?”

to make a shawl for Mr. Connor’s mother,” Camila

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

perfectly,” Camila explained. “She has such a refined air about her, and this color is both classy and versatile.”

“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

self–deprecatingly. “It’s just

are pretty good now, though. I have a high–paying job with great benefits. I

moved, “Maybe this

looking down at 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,

shining. “Exactly! Even without formal training, your design skills

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