Charlotte looked down at her bleached jeans and old-fashioned sneaker. Katie was right about her unable to afford anything in this store.
In a trance, Charlotte recalled when she was bullied... She shook her head, trying to hold back her emotions, and gave the shelf a perfunctory glance.
The salesgirl named Katie eventually walked up to Charlotte and said indifferently, "Miss, do you want this?"
"No, thanks. I want to see something else." Charlotte put down a bra, thinking that this one didn't quite fit her.
"Then don't touch it if you don't buy it. You are messing around." Katie raised an eyebrow with a glint of mockery in her eyes. Hearing Katie snort, Charlotte subconsciously withdrew her hand.
The next moment, suddenly, a deep voice came from behind them, "She shouldn't have touch
