Forced to marry at 17, and worst of all, he hated her and she hated him.
Or so she thought.
After seemingly reliving her life, the blonde finds herself waking up one day, realizing that everything was not how it seemed.
NaLu | P18
I told him to only treat me as an acquaintance and now this.
We're in some super fancy and expensive shop at the moment and he's been collecting tons of clothes for me to try on later.
It's funny though, instead of him being the „man" who just sits whenever their girlfriend is shopping, I am doing that in his place and he's the one looking for clothes.
When he calls me tomboy, what should I call him then?
Even though he has his own selfish reason for buying me clothes and stuff, I feel grateful.
It's not that I don't like the clothes I wear, they're really comfortable and have saved me multiple times from sexual harassment.
But there's still a little girl in me who would like to wear cute dresses or skirts too!
„Lucia, come! Try them on now." he suddenly came up to me.
I noticed he didn't have the clothes in his hands anymore.
„Where are the clothes?" I asked him.
„I gave them to a worker here and told them to put them in a changing room, you think I will carry your clothes?" he explained and dragged me to the changing cabinets.
I just sighed and closed the curtain.
Then I turned around and started examining the clothes he had chosen and noticed that the employee sorted them out already.
Dresses on the left side, skirts on the right side, pants and tops in the middle.
I looked down and saw multiple shoes laying there as well.
Most of them were heels.
He doesn't expect me to be able to walk in them, right?
Hell no.
„Here goes nothing." I whispered to myself and changed into the first dress.
It was a short white dress, adorned with a black bow at the waist and it was pretty cute!
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He sure has good taste.
I decided not to wear any shoes with it because I knew that I wouldn't be able to walk in them anyway.
After finishing admiring myself in the mirror, I opened the curtain and my eyes met with his.
He got up reflexively and eyed me up and down while his hand rested on his neck.
