Betty's POV

The door was pushed open. Georgina stood at the entry.. "I am closing now. You should make sure to lock up." She chimed but we barely heard her.

I only gave a nod before turning back to work. She sighed and her footsteps grew distant

I didn’t even realise when the atelier went quiet. At some point, the distant sounds from the other departments faded, the sewing machines stopped humming, and even Doris's voice disappeared. It was now just the three of us left, buried ...