I stepped into the dressing room, the velvet curtains brushing against my arms as I pushed through.

  

  

    The air was heavy with lavender and vanilla, a scent so rich it felt like it was soaking into my skin, making my senses sharper. 

  

  

   I looked around, taking in the mirrored walls reflecting every angle of the room, the plush velvet chaise lounge in the corner, and a small table holding a decanter of chilled water, this place screamed money, luxury in every detail, and I couldn’t help but feel a spark of satisfaction.

  

  

   I was here to try on a tailored suit, something I’d been hyped about for weeks, picturing how...