Chapter 139 The Visitation

• Agnes
• The morning sun streamed through the tall windows, casting golden light across the polished marble floors of the fashion show venue. Lunas from various packs filled the space, each accompanied by a little girl—daughters, nieces, or younger sisters, all preparing for the mother-daughter showcase.
• “Look at all the pretty dresses!” Thea squealed, tugging on my hand and pointing at a rack of gowns being wheeled past us.