39. New Dresses.

ANYA'S POV

I nodded my head, not knowing if I should believe this or not.

"Hey....there is somewhere else that we need to first," Abel said to me.

I could not help but be curious about this.

"Where is it?" I asked.

He gave me a secretive smile.

"Come with me!" He said.

....

He took me to a seamstress shop. I looked at Abel as we walked in.

I had an idea of what he was trying to do, and I could not help but be worried. What is wrong with him?

"Abel...you ...".

Abel ignored me and walked over to one of the women in the shops.

"Hello. We need some dresses—ready-made ones," he said to her.

Her face lit up with a beautiful smile. She looked all too happy to make some sales.

"I think we have some that will be great for her. Come with me!" She said.

She led the both of us to an inner part of the store and brought out some dresses.

"Take a look at this one. It just came out today. And this one, too....I am sure that it will go great with your skin colour," she said as she handed c