JAPHETH'S POV
I took the items she had chosen from her hand; she seemed shaky and scared. How could I make her feel comfortable around me? I wanted her to talk to me without bowing her head to the floor.
"You should pick more. There are so many things here; you can’t possibly take just these small items," I said.
"Okay, sir," she replied, bowing her head again.
I didn’t want that. It felt like she was afraid of provoking me, and it made me uneasy.
"I want you to join her. You can pick things for her too," I told one of the storekeepers.
I wheeled myself back to the other room, waiting for her and Angel to return. While I waited, a group of girls walked in.
I looked down at my phone, trying to stay unnoticed, but I realized it was too late.
"Hello," I heard one of them say. She ap
