When There Is Nothing Left But Love

This seemed to strike a chord with Emma. She remained in silent contemplation for the entire duration of our elevator ride.

“Hey Emma, we’re here.” She jolted from her thoughts at my gentle reminder, and she left the elevator in a jog.

“Thanks for the reminder. I almost got caught between the doors.” Emma patted her chest in relief before she suggested, “Since we haven’t been out in a while, shall we go shopping? We can visit the mall.”

I remembered Summer’s pleas for some new stationery, and I agreed. Women were born shopaholics. The impulse to shop sustained itself on the never-ending introduction of newer products to the market.

I had initially planned on visiting the kids’ section, but Emma had different ideas. She dragged me into a luxury goods store once we reached the mall. She tried on no fewer than ten outfits but wasn’t impressed by any of them.

“This set looks good. John would like it.” Bored, I decided to tease her a little.

“I didn’t say I was wearing this for him.” Her lips had hardened into a flat line, but she was obviously checking herself out in the mirror. I could tell from her eyes that she was imagining John’s amazement at her appearance.

Women will always doll themselves up for men that they love. I guess this saying holds even now.

myself but didn’t call her out on her behavior.

City society, but his stylists couldn’t keep up with his image requirements. They always dressed him in formal suits. While his build and features could easily carry off

turn around the men’s section but nothing caught my eye. Just as I was thinking about hiring a dedicated fashion designer for Ashton, I spied an impressive sample display

phone. The number seemed familiar, but

an elegant-looking lady summoning a salesperson to help

I guess I was just a

call in a fit of impatience. “Hello, who

Stovall, it’s me.” Zander’s Koandrian

call reminded me of the apprenticeship. “I’m sorry I haven’t called you back. I’ve been busy

remind you about it. I hope you didn’t forget how I made a grand promise to my superiors to keep a precious talent

his goodwill was a front for

not to call him out on his attitude. I confirmed my participation as well as the reporting time and

outfit I had seen, feeling a

mood, curious about the person who had snagged such