Marceline’s POVDominic’s car came to a halt at the parking lot of the mall we planned to shop in. It was a new mall, one that sold clothes for all ages and had a jewelry section too.“I’ll be at the men’s section. Message me when you’re done,” Dominic said softly, his deep voice gentle.Like always, I rode with him. My car was still at his company, and I planned to pick it up when we finished.“Okay,” I replied with a small smile before getting out of the car. We couldn’t walk in together, and we both knew that.Inside the mall, I headed to the children’s section first to get some clothes for Roman.“Welcome, ma’am,” an attendant said politely, ushering me in.I began picking out small shirts and trousers, running my hand across soft fabrics. My eyes caught a navy blue shirt hanging at the corner. For a second, I just stared at it—it reminded me of Mathew, Dominic’s son. I thought the shirt would look good on him. Smiling faintly, I reached out to take it.My hand had barely touched
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