Isobelle
My stomach fluttered with excitement. “I need to find a cash machine first.” Sue me, I wanted to take a sly glance at the balance before I risked purchasing an outfit. I needed to know what kind of budget I had to work with. It wasn’t like I was going on a mad shopping spree, but I still had to know my limitations. Nobody ever gave away magical debit cards with an unlimited credit limit. This was the real world, not some fantasy billionaire CEO romance novel. I followed Chloe out into the busy parade of shops to find the nearest cash point. I shoved the debit card into the card slot and typed the pin into the keypad, hoping that I memorized the numbers correctly. Lucky for me, I had. Then as I saw the account balance, I had to blink my eyes several times and peer closer to the sc
