HUNDRED AND NINE

NORA

How do you know you've entered a pool of mess even before foresighting it?

Well, I have stepped foot into it and I am not sure I am getting myself out of it. Out of Natalie's hold.

Natalie breezed through the clothing store, grabbing armfuls of dresses and shirts and skirts, piling them into the shopping basket.

My jaw has to be picked from the ground. It did dropped.

She barely looked at the price tags, seemingly unconcerned with the cost.

As she tossed item after item into the basket, I can't help but wonder if she's going to need a separate suitcase just for all those new clothes.

That moment when time came to try on the clothes, she disappeared with me into the dressing room with a mountain of garments, and we emerged minutes later with a pile of rejects. All for me.

“That's enough! I don't need all these clothes, nor do you. Additionally, I'm not going to that party with you. You need to put some of these stuff back."

As I briskly walk away from the clothing store, I c