" Shoes…shoes …shoes" Alexa repeated, looking for a pair that matched his clothes. " Gotcha," she said, taking out a formal pair of leather shoes. She packed it away neatly in a separate compartment and continued. Alexa made sure not to crease any of the clothes, seeing how they were carefully sealed in custom bags.
" Milan", she thought. Was he trying to get away from her after one little fight? No, it couldn't be. She shook her head and laughed it off. Alexa went into the bathroom to pack his toiletries when she stopped in front of the mirror. Then again, if he wanted to blow off some steam, Milan was the perfect place. Beautiful women all around, more suitable for his status. He could easily have an affair and move on, leaving her behind.
She avoided looking at herself, with that th
