Sasha watched as the attendants filled her trunk with different sized bags, each one filled to the brim with different types of clothes and shoes. She still couldn’t believe how her simple shopping turned luxurious, and the magic card Michael gave her, the one that paid for everything with a swipe, wasn’t helping. She was scared that the attendant might come back again because there were no more funds on the card, but that never happened. Every time it was inserted into the machine, it paid. It simply worked like magic.
“It’s all filled up, ma’am. Please come visit us again,” they all said timidly, including the one who had abandoned her for Kira. Bella also tried to get a hold of her. She simply didn’t understand why everyone was acting this way, treating her like a princess, or maybe
