After trying the inner dress for the wedding gown, Madeline had changed her clothes back to what she was wearing earlier, and she stepped out from the wooden compartment. She heard the assistant talk to James about the measurement and changes needed regarding the fittings.
Calhoun witnessed everything as he sat on the plush couch, watching both James and Madeline, his eyes cool and collected,
"How did it go?" he asked Madeline.
Madeline nodded her head, "It went well." The inner dress that was stitched was soft and smooth, something that stuck snug on her body. Madeline had always known that James was an excellent dressmaker. He was a talented yet humble man. However, she wouldn't deny that it was strange to be wearing a wedding gown that was in the making, by him.
Calhoun moved his hand from the side as if nonverbally asking her to sit next to him.
