Chapter 74: Someone Hit Us
Emma trailed after Claire through the mall, her steps hesitant as she eyed the glamorous displays of designer clothes. Claire, however, moved with purpose, scanning racks and shelves with a discerning eye.
"Try this," Claire said, holding up a sleek, crimson dress with a low back.
Emma's eyes widened. "That's... too much. I'll never wear it."
"Nonsense," Claire said with a playful grin. "You'll look stunning in it."
Before Emma could protest further, Claire thrust the dress into her arms and continued down the aisle, grabbing more outfits that made Emma's cheeks flush just looking at them.
"Claire, I'm fine with my clothes," Emma said weakly, glancing down at the growing pile of clothes in her hands.
Claire stopped, turned to her, and placed a hand on her hip. "Emma, you're gorgeous, but you're hiding it under all those plain, baggy outfits. Trust me on this—you deserve clothes that make you feel amazing."
Emma hesitated, but Claire's determined expression left little room for argument.
An hour later, Emma found herself in a fitting room, reluctantly trying on the dresses Claire had picked out. She emerged in the crimson one, fidgeting with the hem.
Claire clapped her hands together, her smile bright. "See? I told you! That dress was made for you."
Emma caught her reflection in the mirror and had to admit, it did look good. She felt a pang of unease, though, wondering if Alex would even notice if she wore something like this.