Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 63

Nellie stepped into the hotel room, barely containing her excitement as she turned to Lizzy, "Lizzy, grab the most expensive fabric from the suitcase. I need to whip up a suit for Nathan. There's no way I'm letting him become the talk of the Capital for the wrong reasons." Lizzy jumped to it, wasting no time as she gathered the fabric, needles, scissors, sketch paper, and paintbrushes.

Nellie quickly sketched out a few designs. "Lizzy, which one do you think stands out?"

Lizzy thought each one was unique in its own way and couldn't pick a favorite. "Everything you design is stunning."

Nellie recalled a memory from her last life, when she met Nathan at a party. He had been in a sleek black suit, exuding a cool, untouchable allure that set him apart.

Amongst the heirs of wealthy families, Nathan was a standout, making the others seem dull by comparison.

Now, although still young, he was growing into the man he was meant to be. He'd even told her recently that he'd hit 6'1".

Nellie knew exactly what she wanted: a look that combined distinction and grace with a hint of maturity and stability.

She chose a simple yet elegant design. After pulling two all-nighters, she handcrafted a luxurious, understated suit.

With a tie and lapel pin from her cherished collection, the suit's worth soared.

captivated. "Woah, this fabric is fit for royalty, like the princes of England. Plus, it's your own creation - straight

easy, but

beamed. "Mr. Nathan will look like a

the suit. Tell him

"Got it."

was calm and stretched

Nellie found herself restless,

shimmering lights. Her heart was weighed

painful past clung to her, making

Dawson, this is the little beggar you

brows knitted in disdain as he looked at

she was too

a beggar; her mom was

her ragged clothes betrayed her, and the words

Cameron crouched down. "Your name's

She nodded shyly.