One day of freedom

"I cannot believe you thought a golden broche on your black coat would make it match my dress," I pushed the door with force as we exited the shop. Fang followed me with two bags in his hand and the door almost slammed back into his face if he hadn't put his foot forward to stop it. 

"No need to kill me for what I liked," Fang replied before he pushed out of the store, "Maybe we could search some other shop. You can choose for me."

I rolled my eyes as I walked alongside him. It had taken me some time to adjust to not knowing the reasons behind his past but then I stopped myself from going there. The present mattered and it wasn't even like knowing about Fang was going to change things in the future. "Your suit is double the price my dress was. Where do you even get that kind of money?" I asked him.

As we walked past several shops, the eyes started becoming evident on us. More specifically, Fang.