Too Late To Love Me I Already Left With His Twins (Lydia and Dave) novel Chapter 159

The amount of authority in that tiny child was honestly concerning.

For the next hour, the house became fashion negotiations and controlled chaos.

Eli wanted hidden pockets because “important people carry things.”

Ava wanted sleeves that moved dramatically “for intellectual entrances.”

Eli rejected one bow tie because it looked “financially dishonest.”

Ava argued against sequins because “they reflect light aggressively.”

At one point Ms Elma looked at me calmly and said:

“Your children communicate like retired professors.” 1

“I know,” I sighed tiredly. “Pray for me.”

Eventually, though, everything came together beautifully.

Ava settled on a soft pastel silver dress inspired by galaxies and constellations. Layers of delicate tulle flowed beneath a structured bodice scattered with subtle crystal details that shimmered softly instead of sparkling loudly. The dress looked dreamy. Ethereal almost. Like something designed for a child who spent too much time reading space books under blankets.

Eli chose a deep navy tailored suit with silver embroidery hidden inside the lining so only he knew it was there unless he opened it dramatically himself. Which honestly? He absolutely would. 1

“There should be mystery,” he explained seriously during fittings.

Ms Elma nodded like she completely agreed with the philosophy of six year old fashion secrecy.

Measurements came next.

And somehow that became another battle entirely.

Eli kept moving.

“Stand still,” Ms Elma said calmly for the fourth time.

“I am standing emotionally still.”

fittings

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“That is not helpful.”

Aka meanwhile was deeply invested in precision.

“That measurement is slightly crooked,” she informed the assistant suspiciously.

The assistant blinked rapidly.

“…It is not.”

“Hmm.” Ava narrowed her eyes. “I’ll allow it.”

God help me.

Eventually everything was finalized. Sketches completed. Fabric approvals signed off. Emergency alteration timelines arranged.

Ms Elma closed her notebook neatly.

“Express production will be necessary,” she explained. “But everything will be ready before the event.”

I nodded immediately.

“I expected that.”

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