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.

it

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

woman, radiating beauty yet

beforehand and learned

advice if teaching her how to mend clothes proved to be too much hassle, stressing any help and invested time

smile. She evaluated Kallie from head to

She wondered if she was facing

these thoughts crept in, Molly spoke, breaking the

sank a bit, and her

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

fears might be unfounded, Kallie relaxed slightly and blushed,

with a smile. “I just find 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

herself, her charming

typed down her question,

Molly said encouragingly. “How will

enough to offer lessons for free. This arrangement was more than satisfactory

palpable as she began selecting

picked two gowns and a coat, each distinctly different from the others. Kallie was skeptical about her ability to

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

agreed, choosing to try one of the gowns

Kallie had changed, Molly entered with her makeup kit ready, along with

this session for a while, just waiting for the right

completed three different photo shoots, after which Molly mentioned they would need to wait to see the finished photos. During

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

proved to be a patient

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

return. “You’ve really been a great help to

to sit in front

They were stunning,

those outfits suited