Forced into his world
Silver, nude, white, crystals, lace, open toes, closed toes, stilettos, kitten heels, block heels.
I tried them all.
Each one worse than the last.
“My toes are crying,” I mumbled, taking off another pair.
“These look cute though,” Elodie said, holding a sparkly pair.
“I’m going to fall and break my ankle,” I replied.
Lea laughed. “Just one pair, for the photos?”
I shook my head. “Nope.”
And then I spotted them.
On the far side, on the bottom row.
White sneakers.
I picked them up.
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