CHAPTER – 31

Olivia pov

I need this red dress," Sofia said, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she held the garment up against her. I couldn't help but frown at her enthusiasm. "This one? As far as I know, this isn’t really your style," I replied, giving her a sceptical look while taking in her cheerful face, which was practically glowing with anticipation.

"And what is my style?" she shot back playfully, raising an eyebrow at me. I nodded slowly, considering my response. "A decent girl, not a slutty one," I laughed, and she joined in, her laughter ringing out like music in the bustling mall.

Right now, Sofia and I were just hanging out, enjoying a much-needed shopping spree. The mall was alive with the sounds of chatter, laughter, and the occasional clinking of shopping bags.

I felt surprisingly good, my legs not aching at all after a hearty breakfast, a refreshing nap, and waking up feeling rejuvenated. It was a perfect day to escape the monotony of life. My legs are not in pain anymore.