Helene.

My stomach twisted nervously, a sick, churning knot that made bile rise in my throat. Cold sweat broke out on my forehead despite the icy blast of the air conditioner everywhere in the mall. My hands felt clammy, my fingers trembling as I clenched them into fists at my sides, nails digging painfully into my palms. This bitch here definitely has some tricks up her sleeves. Because why the fuck would she suddenly bring up buying the most expensive jewellery in the store just to get the Lumiere Duo?

And she just stood there with her little minion, both of them smiling and laughing softly as if she had...