Freya’s P.O.V

With my eyes on him, I bobbed my head, chewing at the same time as I listened keenly to how he talked about his daughter and how he came to the mall to get his daughter a gift because some miscreants had ruined her birthday party. He talked about how he ended up yelling at her and hoped that the gifts would somehow appease her.

“That was why you came all the way here?”

He took a sip of his juice. “The gift that she wanted, I heard that the last edition is in this mall. It is a rare vinyl record and my daughter hopes to become...