~ALINA’S POV~
I scoffed, crossing my arms over my chest, clearly expecting her rotten attitude.
“Yes,” I snapped.
“Well, I’m buying it,” she said sweetly, then turned to her boyfriend.
“Babe, get it for me,” she drawled, dusting invisible lint off his cheap-looking jacket.
He hesitated—just a fraction, but it was enough to guess he couldn’t afford it.
“You know I want it,” she pressed.
“I said I saw it first,” I repeated, a little louder this time.
She scoffed. “You think you can afford that? Please.”
I stared at her.
Did she really think I was going to roll over because she strutted in with designer heels and a man at her side?
She laughed and said, “My man is buying it for me. You can go look at something cheaper.”
I stepped forward. “No. I want this one.”
“And you think you
