I Made His Wife’s Dress Now I’ll Marry Another Chapter 34
As evening fell, my mother’s grip on my hand tightened.
“Clara, your father, your grandfather, Adrian, Sabine—they all had their reasons. But reasons only explain why people make a certain cut. They can’t restore fabric once it’s been damaged.”
I lowered my head and said nothing.
“You don’t have to mend things for them.”
Her fingers traced the calluses on mine.
“From now on, don’t make any choice just to prove someone wrong. And don’t make one just to run from someone. If it makes you happy, stay. If it doesn’t, cut yourself loose. The cloth is yours. So is your life.”