Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 50

They were always showing off their love, weren't they?

It's a good thing she'd stopped caring about that jerk ages ago, or her heart would've been in pieces. Cameron realized he might've gone a bit too far under Nellie's amused gaze, and let go of Greta.

"Nel, who are you sewing for?" Cameron asked, eyeing the gray fabric draped over the sewing machine. It was clearly men's fabric, and the chill in his eyes began to thaw. He was convinced Nellie was making clothes for him. But Nellie stayed silent.

Greta chimed in, "Oh, Cameron, it's obviously for you. I mean, my sister's head over heels for you. She's stitching you up some new holiday threads."

Cameron ran his fingers over the fabric, dismissing Nellie's handiwork. "Nellie, I can buy my own clothes. You do not need to make them."

Greta teased, "Cameron, you're missing the point. This is Domi fabric, the kind only the royal bigwigs get. It's not cheap. Nel always gives you the best. It shows how much she cares."

"Who said these are for you? Don't get

and anger. He snatched the

he'd ruin the fabric, Lizzy quickly added, "It's for my employer,

you and he

clothes for someone else got under

around the

shone with gratitude. "Thank you. It's my first time having new clothes for

with warmth, her voice soothing. "From now on, I'll make you new clothes every

bond ran deep. One gave wholeheartedly,

Cameron felt awkward in the face of such sisterly love. Trying to lighten the mood, Greta joked, "Nel, who's this girl? You're treating her better than me, your own sister?" Nellie paused, her eyes piercing as

laughed awkwardly. "We're family.

a dress to thank her for looking after me when I was sick. I gave my you, my sister, a kidney, and what