Raine's POV
The shopping center had numerous floors, with the first floor housing various luxury boutiques, while the upper levels catered to the middle-class consumers.
I accompanied my father, trying out clothes in each store.
Despite Peter's tall stature, diminished by illness, he remained a clothes hanger, and with his refined demeanor, most outfits looked exceptionally good on him.
As everything seemed to fit well, I found myself unsure of what to buy for my father.
Spending quite some time in the shopping center, it was nearing dinner time after we finally made our purchases.
I descended the stairs with my father, passing through the first-floor shopping street. My gaze lingered on the high-end clothing displayed in the windows, evoking a mix of emotions within me.
Not too lon
