Alina’s POV
“Why did you bring me here?” I asked, annoyance lacing my tone as I glared at Naomi.
“Alina, I know I made a mistake inviting so many people. I didn’t mean for things to get out of hand and cause that mess at your house,” she said, guilt flashing across her face. “But what better way to show how sorry I am than getting you a new designer bag?” she added brightly, trying to lighten the mood.
Her excitement didn’t move me. I just stared at her, unimpressed.
“Come on, Alina, I’ve said I’m sorry already. What else do you want me to do?” she whined, drawing out her words like a child.
“Fine, whatever,” I said flatly.
A smile instantly spread across her lips. “I knew this shopping trip would do the trick! You can get whatever bag you want. I don’t care how expensive it is — I’l
