Unnecessary Drama

Evelyn's POV

“You should leave for the mall to shop for the groceries and clothes now!” Liam reminded me, at about five minutes to six in the evening.

“Sure, I will,” I replied with a smile, a smile that masked the real feeling I felt within.

I found it all too glaring that he was so keen about my going to the mall at the exact time he had wanted me to. Was he a stickler for time, or did he have other plans I knew nothing about?

Whichever way, I jolted up to my feet and took a few strides to the centre piece, where he had kept the long strip of white paper, in which he specified the items he had wanted me to purchase, their quantities and their prices, and the credit card he placed beside it. His rules were strict and prudent, I wondered whether he was a spendthrift.

‘Don't pay for what you won't use! Don't spend more than three thousand bucks!’

I had rehearsed them at intervals inwardly, to ensure that I memorized them, so I didn't get on his nerves at the end of the day.