BIANCA'S POV

"Thanks." Mia nodded and opened the purse. She looked through it and pulled out a gold card. "Here." She stretched out her hand for me to take it. "In case you have the need for anything while you are out, you can just make use of it."

"No no no, Mia." I shook my head, truly mortified. "You don't need to stress, I'm fine."

"I'm not stressing honey. It is my duty."

"But I'm fine." I tried convincing her. Nonetheless, she kept her hand held out to me. I thought for a moment what to do, and finally collected it. No much case. I wasn't gonna make use...