I turned when I sensed someone behind me. The moment I looked over my shoulder, my breath caught.
Ashley had just walked up the stairs.
She stared at me with the same stunned expression that flashed across my own face. For a brief moment, neither of us moved.
My heart started pounding.
What a small world. Of all places… it had to be here.
This boutique was known for the best tailoring service in the entire city. Many high-ranking pack families came here to have outfits custom-made for formal gatherings and celebrations. Ashley must have come to prepare something for the party this weekend.
But she clearly hadn't expected to see me here.
"Vivian."
Her pinkish-orange heels struck the floor sharply as she walked toward me. She stopped in front of me and looked me up and down, her lips curling with open disdain.
"Why are you here?" she sneered. "Is this the kind of place a penny-pincher like you should even step into?"
