18. Different worlds

His world was different than mine. But for him, I'll leave the safety of mine if it meant having him. ~ A. Gupta

VIOLET

HALF An hour later after trying dozens of dresses that I liked but pushed in the rejected pile because of the price tags on them despite the way the woman glared at me like I was insulting her by just standing in the store, I settled on a deep purple dress with its lace sleeves that had soft ruffles on the hem which ended below my knees.

When I came out to where Cole was waiting, he was looking at the handbags that one of the girls behind the counter was showing him but I could see most of her attention was on him not the bags. “I think this one...” I heard him say as I got closer. He must’ve heard my footsteps as he turned around and looked at me. His sherry eyes brightened in the overhead lights or maybe because he liked what he saw. I’d like to think it was the latter. “Gorgeous.”

I looked down, nervously caressing my palms down my dress. God. This was... strange