Alice’s POV
Truth be told, shopping with Salone was unexpectedly fun.
She had this infectious energy that made it easy to forget your everyday troubles. Her laughter, her playfulness—it was a welcome distraction from the weight I’d been carrying around.
“No, I don’t like it,” I said, stifling a laugh as she turned to face me in yet another pair of oversized sunglasses that swallowed half her face.
“What about this?” she asked with a mischievous glint in her eye, plopping a fluffy bunny hat on her head before striking a theatrical pose like she was on a runway.
I rolled my eyes. “Oh my gosh…”
She burst into laughter, full and contagious. “I know—it’s a big no-no.”
We went on like that for a while—laughing, joking, trying on ridiculous accessories—until she finally settled on a pair o
