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?”

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

variety of fabrics. Camila headed straight for the cashmere section, expertly

has such a refined air about her,

nodded in agreement, 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,”

self–deprecatingly. “It’s just my luck.”

pretty good now, though. I have a high–paying

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

though I’m not a professional designer, making my own clothes

vigorously, her eyes shining. “Exactly! Even without formal training, your design skills are on par with those big–name designers!”

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