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ight, glaring down at her like it was holding a grudge with her. It had to be that, because every other person walked about freely, like it was a cool weather.

road. This was the reason she hadn't stepped out with her car, she didn't see the need if it was only going to hold her in traffic. Besides,

pt this time it gotten more serious. It had put her in a really bad mood, and to smile again, the o

ov

via hissed as she glared at the man who was running away like his life depended on it. She noticed a gold chain in his hands, the way it shone under the bright sunlight, Flavia suspected it to be real gold, unless why would he ev

tes later, she was already considering heading back home when something caught her attention. Her eyes lit up when s

via was too much in a hurry to respond especially when she sighte

to the shop gir

was banned from stepping her feet inside her previous shopping center all because she shared an opinion which the owner found offensive, she had

an took one good look at the items Flavia had bought, then looked back to the young woman. It w

or c

ch, then back at the woman. She studied the woman for a while, noticing the look of disdain on her face. Flavia didn't care much. It wouldn't

ing glint in her eyes, her lips were pursed like she was about to bu

ia had said. "I said, try again," she repeated, her voice h

slid the card into the machine. Flavia held her breathe, praying it worked, she cou

man, her eyes filled to the brim with hope, but they vanis

Let me mak

'll be w

ned cherry. Her father was always giving ultimatums after every little fight of theirs, but he never actually went through w

olding on to it all day, expectant of her calls. "Hello, who am I s

t the crap

remember that

all now to get some things which I need to

earlier, maybe you should start earning your own

y a beep. Flavia paused in disb

prove to the woman that she could afford to pay for the ite

was a young lady at the desk no

he thing. I w

ced with a large smile, showing off her braces. She was a

for someone else. "I don't have a boyfriend, what are you talking about?"

black hair, which he had tied up in a ponytail. He was putting on a black tailored suit, she glanced at his outfit and nodded in approval. Rich. But she couldn't get a look at his face,

twice, turning to face

man, to thank him and really curious to know why a total stranger would pay for her. She didn't have much friends and hardly kn

like he could sense Flavia walki

long legs were no match for hers. But the same woman, the first cashier who told her, her ca

u trying to leave here

own to the her feet which were squeezed in a shoe obviously too small for her, her feet looked like they

le

eft the boutique. "And yes, I've paid. You could go confirm if you want. My clothings are still there,

d surprisingly there were clouds in the sky again. Flavia looked around, jus

ck into the store, bu

g for s