Chapter 1080 Dress Fitting

• Fallon
• Cathy turns me by the shoulders to inspect the roughly cut silhouette hanging from my body. Pins pinch precariously close to my skin, but I’m not a novice by any means. I’ve been to thousands of dress fittings over the course of my mostly dreadfully boring twenty-three years in the Goddess’ kingdom, and this one doesn’t even come close to the more painful experiences I’ve had.
• “Is this really the type of shape you like?” Cathy frowns, pinching the fabric toward the curve of my hips.