“You should have come some time earlier, dear. Lilyana succumbed to illness last month. Her children aren’t skilled tailors themselves, so I doubt they’ll be reopening the shop.”

Upon hearing this, Holden experienced an unexpected pang of sorrow.

Just then, he noticed a man hurriedly approaching down the street.

“What a coincidence – that’s her son now. You can ask him anything else you need,” the woman kindly offered.

Holden paused appreciatively outside the tailor shop, anticipating the meeting with the shop owner.

“Hello, I’ve recently acquired a wedding dress with your shop’s address on it,” Holden initiated.

The shop owner, an older gentleman, immediately made the connection.

you must be Mr. Holden Fredrick. Kindly step

in the modest surroundings of

E L A ‘s L

been packed away,

an uncanny feeling of déja vu. He instinctively felt that just behind a particular rack, there should be

the dressing table was right

used to be at this very spot. However, upon closer inspection, there was only

explained, “We relocated the mirror just

on the wall

shop owner broke the

gave me the task of returning this wedding gown. She held it dear,

claim

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