THE soft chime of the glass doors at Satin & Sage sang as another customer walked in, blending into the low hum of instrumental jazz floating through the boutique.
Amelia moved gracefully along the central runway between the clothing racks, fingers gliding over silk, linen, and tailored crepe. Her eyes caught everything. A slightly crooked tag. A scarf folded too loosely. A handbag not angled correctly on its stand.
She paused in front of a mannequin dressed in a champagne satin midi gown.
“Stella,” she called without turning.
“Yes, ma’am?” one of the sales representatives hurried over.
“This belt is off-center.” Amelia adjusted it herself with precise fingers. “When details shift, perception shifts. We sell precision here.”
“I’m sorry, ma’am.”
“No apologies. Just alignment.”
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