A few moments later.
Reign sat in the passenger seat, watching the city move past the window, trying to figure out where they were going while Dashiell remained closed-mouth as he drove.
They weren't heading to nowhere she knew about, though she had suggested the mall for picking out gifts for his family, and this wasn't the direction to the mall. They weren't heading toward a restaurant either. She tracked the route in her head for approximately eight minutes before she gave up and decided she would find out when she found out.
The car slowed, and she looked out the window.
A jewellery store?
It was one of the fanciest shops in the city. The front was made of clean glass, with small gold letters on it. There were no prices displayed because the kind of people who shopped there did no
