Why Are You Escaping?

After their shopping excursion, they all reconvened at the car. Marlie couldn't help but notice that Angel had only a few items, but she refrained from questioning her. Instead, she signaled to Mark, silently conveying her curiosity about the situation.

"She didn't get what she wanted. You know she's pretty picky. It's almost like she takes after you," he commented with a smile. Marlie shot him a disapproving look.

"What are you trying to say?" she sneered, causing Mark's smile to immediately disappear. He knew that he had spoken out of turn and needed to fix his mistake.

"I mean to say, you have expensive taste. You wouldn't choose something that doesn't match your personality," he clarified, diffusing the tension. Mark let out a heavy sigh and took his place behind the wheel, driving away. Angel seemed to be studying his face, as if searching for something. She observed him throughout the entire journey, determined to confirm her suspicions.

However, her phone beeped, breaki