Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 123:

“You’ll help, right?” Sarah’s voice was soft, almost a whisper.

Amara’s head throbbed as she gazed at Sarah. Sarah was her daughter, after all. Pity welled up inside her.

“Of course, I’ll help you,” Amara reassured Sarah, her voice gentle. “For now, just try to rest. I’ll handle anyone who gets in your way.”

Comforted by Amara’s words, Sarah’s lips curled into a faint smile before she quietly drifted into sleep.

Meanwhile, Kallie surveyed the chaotic scene around her, feeling daunted. This repair was going to be a challenge.

Just then, her phone vibrated, displaying a message from Rachel that included two photos of her mother donning two elegant dresses.

Despite the photos’ aged quality, Rachel’s mother’s grace and beauty were undeniable.

The more Kallie reflected on the task at hand, the more resolved she grew. She was going to restore the clothes to their former glory.

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After pondering her next steps, Kallie devised a plan. She would start by collecting all the scattered pieces of clothing. Then, she planned to scour a few vintage clothing stores for missing elements.

Many vintage store garments came with signs of wear and tear.

Kallie lacked experience in mending clothes, but she thought seeking assistance was worth a shot.

Reality, however, proved harsh.

Most shops rejected Kallie’s request, which she could somewhat understand. Perhaps mending was their niche expertise.

A few ridiculed Kallie for her inability to speak, but Kallie opted to overlook their scorn. Engaging with such individuals only exacerbated the situation.

Kallie approached the final vintage clothing shop.

slightly off the beaten path, it had been established for

was reportedly doing well, though Kallie arrived close to closing time, and few customers

was a striking woman, radiating

had researched beforehand and learned

After presenting her request, she added she didn’t mind some advice if teaching her how to mend clothes proved to be too

hearing this, broke into a warm, engaging smile. She evaluated Kallie from head to toe and then gently shook her

eyes grew somber. She wondered if she was facing

thoughts crept in, Molly spoke, breaking the silence.

heart sank a bit, and her expression turned

Kallie’s eyes and let out a chuckle. She reached out, affectionately pinching Kallie’s cheek. “Young lady, we live in a society governed by

Kallie relaxed slightly and

you incredibly beautiful. You possess a rare charm and a calm yet spirited presence. Would you consider being a model? I need one for my shop’s clothing line, and though I’ve been in business for years, I’ve never

model? Kallie pointed at herself, her charming eyes brimming

question,

Molly said encouragingly. “How will you know

enough to offer lessons for free. This

excitement was palpable as she began selecting various

distinctly different from the others. Kallie was skeptical about her ability to wear

I’m confident these choices will suit you perfectly. Besides, you’re the model I chose. Whether the outcome

to try

Molly entered with her

this session for a while,

to wait to see the finished photos. During the wait, Molly

had been adept with crafts from a young age, found the lessons quite manageable. Though not a professional, her prior experience with needlework came in

to be a patient and

end of the session, Kallie had gained considerable knowledge. She bowed to

“You’ve really been

Kallie to sit in front

were already there. They were stunning, requiring little to

Molly had observed, those