Colton and I browsed through every aisle in the mall hoping that we got what we liked. "So, do you like this dress?" Colton asked me, inspecting my face to ascertain my feelings.
I had read somewhere that a CEO was never supposed to be so easy to read. It had to begin from the face up to how they related with others.
Their countenance had to be tricky, which was something I wanted to do right now. "Well, what do you think? Do you think I'm going to be perfect in this dress or it's just a mirage? I don't want things that scream too much. People can always sense desperation from afar."
There were too many things that flashed into my mind but one of the most prominent ones was the fact that I needed so help getting my head back in order.
"I think you are afraid of choosing something
