I sighed. “Okay, I won’t complain anymore,” I said softly.
“That’s good,” he replied.
Viel sat comfortably on the couch, flipping through a magazine while waiting for me to finish trying on all the clothes he and the saleslady had picked.
“Viel… is this okay?” I asked hesitantly.
I stepped out wearing an off-shoulder apple-green dress that fell just above my knees. The color made my fair skin glow, and for a moment, I felt unfamiliar with my own reflection.
I lowered my gaze when I noticed Viel staring at me, completely still. I couldn’t tell if he liked it or not.
“Viel?”
He cleared his throat. “Yeah… it looks good on you. Get that one.” He avoided my eyes as he spoke.
“Okay,” I murmured.
I returned to the fitting room and tried on the rest of the clothes they had chosen. It took
