Elara opened her eyes to the soft glow of the sun peeking through the window. She lay still on the bed for five more minutes, her mind hazy until the heavy weight of where she was crashed over her once more.
She sat up, her eyes immediately scanning the room before resting on a cluster of neatly wrapped shopping bags on the armchair near the bed. She stood up from the bed and walked over to inspect them. There were four shopping bags filled with brand-new, designer clothes.
She saw another bag at the foot of the bed and opened it to see three new pairs of shoes her size. Everything was her style and size and she doesn't know if to appreciate it or be angry for her privacy to be invaded while asleep.
A quiet bitter scowl touched her lips. He sure pays more attention to details. Not goo
