As Alison descended the staircase, her steps deliberate and graceful, she juggled the items in her hands with practiced ease. In one hand, she held her a purse, the leather soft beneath her fingertips, while in the other, she cradled the bag containing the exquisite dress Noah had gifted her.
With each step, she felt the weight of Noah's world pressing down on her, the opulence of the mansion surrounding her a stark reminder of the life she had been thrust into. But despite the extravagance that filled every corner of the grand foyer. It was just kinda too much for her.
Riches are sure different after all.
Unlocking her mobile with a flick of her thumb, she tapped out a message to Noah, her lips quirking into a playful smile as she crafted each word with care.
"Thanks for the dress
