Audrey
Edwin flicked on the light, revealing what had been hidden inside the closet this whole time: sewing paradise.
Well, it wasn’t just a closet—it was an entire workroom for sewing. Bolts of fabric lined the walls in a rainbow of colors and textures, a large cutting table dominated the center, and in the corner stood a mannequin with a half-finished suit pinned to it.
“Edwin, this is... incredible,” I breathed, turning slowly to take it all in. The smell of fabric and leather filled my nostrils, a comforting scent. But I couldn’t help but notice the fine layer of dust on a lot of the surfaces, indicating that the room hadn’t been used in some time.
He shrugged, leaning casually against the doorframe with his arms folded across his chest. “It’s just a hobby. Nothing comp
