Margret walked around the aisle of the mall, admiring and picking some stuff. After Iris returned, she sent her a message about her predicament at home as her parents were constantly watching her. It got to the extent of hiring bodyguards to follow her around, but today she had not come with any, since she was shopping and had no other plans of stopping by anywhere.
She pushed the stroller and picked up important stuff, her eyes met with the person she had been avoiding, Collins.
He stood with a basket, with tissues and a few toiletries. If she wasn't exaggerating, he was more handsome than the last time she saw him. The two stood still, staring at each other not willing to break the silence that was ensured between them.
He cleared his throat before saying,
"Hey," she paused her lips,
