Downtown was as lively as Savannah remembered, with its cobblestone streets lined with charming boutiques, cafés, and artisan stalls. She pulled up to a small shop she frequented in the past, its quaint façade adorned with vibrant flower boxes. Inside, the scent of leather and new fabric greeted her, along with the warm smile of the owner.
“Savi!” the woman exclaimed, recognizing her immediately. “It’s been ages! What brings you back?”
Savannah smiled, a flicker of nostalgia in her gaze. “I’m here for a fresh start. Can you help me find something... bold?”
The owner’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “Bold, you say? Oh, I’ve got just the thing.”
Minutes later, Savannah walked out with a red leather tube top, black leather shorts, and red boots that hugged her legs perfectly. The outfit w
