Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 123: "You'll help, right?" Sarah's voice was soft, almost a whisper.

Amara's head throbbed as she gazed at Sarah. Sarah was her daughter, after all. Pity welled up inside her.

"Of course, I'll help you," Amara reassured Sarah, her voice gentle. "For now, just try to rest. I'll handle anyone who gets in your way." Comforted by Amara's words, Sarah's lips curled into a faint smile before she quietly drifted into sleep.

Meanwhile, Kallie surveyed the chaotic scene around her, feeling daunted. This repair was going to be a challenge.

Just then, her phone vibrated, displaying a message from Rachel that included two photos of her mother donning two elegant dresses.

Despite the photos' aged quality, Rachel's mother's grace and beauty were undeniable.

The more Kallie reflected on the task at hand, the more resolved she grew. She was going to restore the clothes to their former glory.

Stay connected galnovsAfter pondering her next steps, Kallie devised a plan. She would start by collecting all the scattered pieces of clothing. Then, she planned to scour a few vintage clothing stores for missing elements.

Many vintage store garments cwith signs of wear and tear.

Kallie lacked experience in mending clothes, but she thought seeking assistance was worth a shot.

Reality, however, proved harsh.

Most shops rejected Kallie's request, which she could somewhat understand. Perhaps mending was their niche expertise.

A few ridiculed Kallie for her inability to speak, but Kallie opted to overlook their scorn. Engaging with such individuals only exacerbated the situation.

Kallie approached the final vintage clothing shop.

Located slightly off the beaten path, it had been established for stime.

The shop was reportedly doing well, though Kallie arrived close to closing time, and few customers were present. The owner was a striking woman, radiating beauty yet with a touch of aloofness.

Kallie had researched beforehand and learned her nwas Molly Evans.

Upon arrival, Kallie conveyed her needs. After presenting her request, she added she didn't mind sadvice if teaching her how to mend clothes proved to be too much hassle, stressing any help and invested twould be well compensated.

Molly, upon hearing this, broke into a warm, engaging smile. She evaluated Kallie from head to toe and then gently shook her head. "I don't need your money." Kallie's eyes grew somber. She wondered if she was facing rejection again, perhaps because she was mute. But just as these thoughts crept in, Molly spoke, breaking the silence. "I'll teach you, but there's one condition." Condition? Kallie's heart sank a bit, and her expression turned cautious.

Molly noticed the wary look in Kallie's eyes and let out a chuckle. She reached out, affectionately pinching Kallie's cheek. "Young lady, we live in a society governed by laws. Could I possibly force you to do anything illegal? It's just a request, and you're free to decline." Realizing her fears might be unfounded, Kallie relaxed slightly and blushed, gesturing for Molly to continue. "It's nothing serious, really," Molly assured with a smile. "I just find you incredibly beautiful. You possess a rare charm and a calm yet spirited presence. Would you consider being a model? I need one for my shop's clothing line, and though I've been in business for years, I've never found someone who truly fits until today. What do you say? Will you give it a try?" A model? Kallie pointed at herself, her charming eyes brimming with surprise and doubt.

She typed down her question, "Could I really do it?" "Yes, you can," Molly said encouragingly. "How will you know unless you try?" After a moment of thought, Kallie nodded in agreement. Molly was generous enough to offer lessons for free. This arrangement was more than satisfactory for Kallie.

Once she had Kallie's consent, Molly's excitement was palpable as she began selecting various outfits for Kallie. Molly picked two gowns and a coat, each distinctly different from the others. Kallie was skeptical about her ability to wear them convincingly.

But Molly was confident, saying, “Just relax. I'll handle the makeup, and I'm confident these choices will suit you perfectly. Besides, you're the model I chose. Whether the outcis impressive or not, that's my responsibility. Now, try on the outfits." Kallie agreed, choosing to try one of the gowns first.

Once Kallie had changed, Molly entered with her makeup kit ready, along with a camera.

It was evident that Molly had been planning this session for a while, just waiting for the right person.

They completed three different photo shoots, after which Molly mentioned they would need to wait to see the finished photos. During the wait, Molly taught Kallie a few techniques.

Kallie, who had been adept with crafts from a young age, found the lessons quite manageable. Though not a professional, her prior experience with needlework cin handy.

Molly proved to be a patient and enthusiastic instructor.

By the end of the session, Kallie had gained considerable knowledge. She bowed to Molly, expressing her gratitude with her gestures.

Molly offered a smile in return. "You've really been a great help to me." Then Molly ushered Kallie to sit in front of the computer.

The displayed photos were already there. They were stunning, requiring little to no editing.

As Molly had observed, those outfits suited Kallie well.

Though the styles varied, each one flattered her.

In the photos, the attire and Kallie enhanced each other, and with Molly's expertise behind the camera, the results were flawless.

Molly gazed at Kallie's radiant smiles in the photos and sighed, "It's such a shyou're not in show business. Have you ever considered it?" Kallie smiled and typed a response on her phone. "Not really, I'm not able to speak."

Molly's realization hit her suddenly, and she smacked her forehead. “We mesh so well, and Lenjoy our ttogether somuch that I sometimes forget you can't speak. But no worries, I'm just pondering out loud. I hope what I've shown you today proves useful."

Kallie nodded, paused to think, and then offered to exchange contact information. She thought sor handy to have it would be someone to consult if she ever found herself puzzled by something in the future, rather than being left to figure it out alone. As Molly bid Kallie farewell, she couldn't resist asking, "Can I print these photos and display them outside the shop? If you're shy about it, I can cover your face."

Kallie shook her head in response.

O She figured there wouldn't be many people visiting a vintage clothes store anyway! Besides, Molly had already been kind to her. It seemed petty to refuse. Kallie quickly typed a message on her phone. "You can display them outside your shop. It's an honor for me." After Kallie left, Molly got to work.

As Molly was arranging the photos, she sensed someone behind her.

It was a passerby who was captivated by Kallie's photos and couldn't resist snapping a picture.

When Molly turned around, the passerby greeted her enthusiastically, saying, "Miss, did you manage to get a celebrity to promote your shop? It looks fantastic." Molly gave a small smile. “No celebrities here, just a girl who was here to learn a few things from me." The passerby nodded, then quickly turned the pictures he had snapped into a video and uploaded it to his social media with the caption, "Discovering The Beauty Around Us."