I am completely aware that Sage comes from a family that probably earns thousands of dollars a day, perhaps millions. Maybe for him, that money he’ll spend on clothes would only feel like pennies, but for me, it isn’t. I spent five years of my life working day and night, more than 15 hours a day just to survive and pay off my debt.
I know how hard it is to earn money. I’ve been doing that for almost a decade. Sage spending his money is out of my business. However, if it involves me, even the slightest, it won’t feel right at all. This madness of his, I have to stop it.
I pulled him to a secluded area in the store where we were far from everyone’s ear. Despite the distance, I made an effort to make his ears almost at the same level as my mouth. “What are you doing? You can’t spend your fa
