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Vivian's POV

If I wanted to escape, I would have done so already. I could not understand why Nate felt the need to escort me to the supermarket. On the list of unnecessary things and overreactions, this one ranked high on the list.

We were only shopping for sanitary pads! Pads! It was an ordinary and easy errand. It was not anything that required the help of a tall muscled man especially when he wants to act like a personal bodyguard. I facepalmed as I thought of his overreaction when I told him I wanted to head out.

I was now behind him as we navigated the aisles of the store, picking out the toiletries. We turned a corner and I spotted a few household essentials that we would be needing. Nate needed to check another section of the mall and seemed so engrossed in picking different pads for me. It was amusing really, how he kept asking the attendants about what he'd be needing for that time of the month like he was the one on his period.

I left him with the attendant, finally gla