Cruel Shame by Sofia Daniel

Author:Sofia Daniel [Daniel, Sofia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 50664708
Published: 2020-12-01T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

As soon as I stepped into the Fashion and Textiles class, Miss Martin clapped her hands together and beamed. She wore a high-necked dress with a cut-out front and fluted sleeves that ruched into deep pleats where they met the bodice. The rest of the garment was made up of panels that hugged her body and flared out to make a mermaid tail. It would have made a dramatic evening gown if she hadn’t made it in gray wool.

Today, she taught us the basics of appliqué embroidery, where you sew pieces of fabric onto an item of clothing to make a design. It’s something I watched on Youtube, but never paid it much attention because I thought it was more of a technique for baby clothes.

Miss Martin brought out some of her designs, including a dress of sheer, gossamer silk embellished around the upper skirt and bodice to create a garment out of a fairytale. She told us to make something out of a square of fabric and then walked around the class to offer corrections and advice.

I took some silk and cut it into the shape of a bandana top and sewed rolled hems on all four sides. Once I had my base for the garment, I picked scraps of mulberry silk and cut them into leaf shapes. For the rest of the glass, I machine-stitched the leaves to the base fabric, linking them with a rolled stem and branches.

Maeve worked at my side and said her parents would refuse to pay the tuition fees for a school where the founder’s kid pushed cocaine. A lot of other girls around the room said they would talk to their families about doing the same.

I kept my head down and ears open. To me, it sounded less of a protest and more like getting access to a posh school for free. The academy still needed to pay the salaries of the staff, who tried to run a decent school but kept getting undermined by Elizabeth and Lady Liddell. Why couldn’t they take the Liddells to court or press for criminal charges?

By the end of the three hour class, I had a basic front for the top that needed straps for around the back. If I wanted it to look more elaborate, I could add ready-made, appliqué flowers. It would make an excellent piece for my portfolio.

When I stepped out of the attic room, I found Maxwell leaning against the wall with a wide grin. He wore his top-two buttons undone with a loose tie and no waistcoat, looking like he’d just rolled out of bed and didn’t give a shit.

“You’re back?” I said with a giddy laugh. After my weekend with Kendrick, I doubted that either of them could ever fool me with switched identities. Even when pretending to be Kendrick, Maxwell was a thousand times more easy going and absolutely zero effort to seduce.

“We need to talk,” he said.

My stomach tightened. I glanced over my shoulder at the girls piling out of the classroom.

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