Fifty-five: Taleen

“But I should pay for it, not you,” I exclaim as I walk out of the store with Avery. I still can’t believe that I’m holding a bag that has a two-and-a-half-thousand dollar dress in it. It’s perfect in every single way, but I can’t just accept it for free.

          “I paid nothing, chill! Mum did.” She shrugs as if it is not that big of a deal.

          “This doesn’t make it any better, Avery. I swear I have money in my bank account, I’m not broke, ” I tell her.

          “I never said you’re broke. Taleen, I didn’t pay for my dress, either. She did and trust me, she doesn’t mind at all. She gave me her credit card and she told me not to spend more than ten thousands and that’s what I’ve exactly done, ” she explains