Lucky One

Arabella’s Pov

Wanda and I continued our walk through the shopping center, looking at the window displays of several stores that had their newest and best-selling collections at the very front to attract the attention of people walking by like us. Wanda brought me inside several times, accompanying her as she browsed and selected the desired clothes.

Wanda fitted one of the sweet-looking overalls in front of me, looking at my reflection in the mirror with an appraising expression. "Hm, nice too. Do you like it?" She looked at me, demanding an answer.

"I like it, but you don't have to buy it for me." I shook my head softly, knowing her obvious intentions. She already told me that one of her love languages is gift-giving, so refusing like this would be pointless.

As expected, Wanda ignored my words. She immediately gave the overalls she had chosen for me to one of the staff accompanying us and took me to another section. We still picking out clothes when my phone vibrated from my pants