MILA:
I stared at Felix in shock. He was generous, and I was allowing him to spoil me a bit by way of him purchasing me one outfit, but everything? I couldn’t accept that.
Especially not since our relationship still felt… undefined.
“That’s too much,” I said softly. Felix looked at me, genuinely confused.
“But you liked them all!” he exclaimed.
I nodded, sadly. The truth was that I’d loved them all. They were intricate pieces of art that made me feel beautiful, and sometimes it was really hard to feel beautiful.
“I did like them all. Marie did a great job,” I said. “But… you’ve seen my little motel room. I can’t possibly fit all those clothes in there! Besides, I would feel weird wearing such nice clothes in the kitchen.”
Not to mention the clothes alone would cost the same amoun
