Mercury POV
The mall was crowded with people of all ages and genders. Mothers hugged their small children near while their older youngsters ran free. Delilah, for example. She's a bit of a shopaholic.
Delilah dragged me from one store to the next, buying at least one piece of item from each store before she moved to the next. It was exhausting. Each time she would enter a*****e, she would ask if there was something I wanted for myself. And when I shake my head no, she’d buy me something regardless.
I had to literally pray that my legs didn't fall off. This chick was insane. She wanted to go into every single store in the mall if there were ten of them. Even the lingerie and cosmetics stores. I don't care about such things for myself. Lingerie, make-up. Delilah, on the other hand, is ad
