Leila walked into the house and met Camille seated in the living room, watching a show on the television."Hey. You're back already?" Camille asked, tearing her gaze away from the Television, to look at Leila."Yes, I am," Leila replied with a smile as she made her way towards her room, climbing the staircase."Are you free? Let's go shopping!" Camille's voice echoed from downstairs."Give me some minutes," Leila called back.Entering her room, Leila went ahead to freshen up, before dressing up in a blue dress."Should I call Riccardo?" she pondered silently."No, he's busy," she decided, pushing aside the urge to reach out to him. She didn't want to disturb him during his work hours.Heading back downstairs, Leila found Camille waiting for her, dressed in a stunning white gown with a black handbag dangling from her arm and six-inch heels adding to her elegance."You're ready?" Leila asked, impressed by Camille's impeccable sense of style."Yes, I am," Camille replied with a smile."A
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