Queenie Sateen Erica Cherry Upd -

Queenie smiled, running a finger over the velvet’s nap. “Same thing, honey. You’re both just pieces waiting for the right seam.”

Queenie Sateen had one rule for her studio: no scraps left behind. So when Erica Cherry walked in with a torn gown and a broken heart, Queenie didn't offer tea or sympathy. She offered a table. queenie sateen erica cherry

“Queenie?” she whispered.

Erica blinked. “The dress? Or me?”