Chapter 27

MARIANELLA

A week later, I was a heap, literally running out of time, dividing myself between organizing the opening of the atelier and having enough dress models to do so, Winter has been working hard with me, but today in particular I have noticed something in her that is not just tiredness.

There is definitely something wrong, she is very scattered and constantly grumbling in the corners when she sticks her finger on a pin, which she doesn't normally do, she is as careful about this as I am.

Even more so, in fact.

I am positioning the last pins with the lace through the dresses, when I am interrupted by my vibrating tablet, I groan when I see my mother's name on the screen, that's all I needed.

I ask Winter if it's okay to answer it in front of her, she just confirms with her head and goes back to concentrating on her dress, I turn the table around and slide my finger over the screen to answer it.

“ Hola cariño “ mamá greets with a joy that I am unable to reciprocate.

“ Hola mamá “