In his eyes
she whispered to herself, fueling her determination to secure the beloved Princess Belle for herself.
Nora's eyes widened with a mixture of hope and desperation as she approached him, her voice trembling with emotion. "Excuse me," she began, her voice barely audible over the mall's ambient noise. "I couldn't help but notice that you have the Princess Belle doll. It's the only one left, and it's my daughter's only birthday wish. Please, could you please consider giving it to me?"
The man, with his rugged charm and hazel eyes, furrowed his eyebrows slightly, caught off guard by Nora's plea. He glanced down at the doll in his hands, then back at Nora.