Charles remained rooted in his standing position as his gaze was intensely focused on the couples that he least expected.
"Hey, aren't you coming?" the sales representative asked as he halt when he noticed Charles had stopped in his tracks.
The question barely registered in Charles' mind.
His eyelashes fluttered as he snapped out of his daze, his chest tightening.
Without a word, he turned on his heel, ready to walk straight out of the cosmetic store.
Charles had only taken a few steps before he suddenly stopped.
"Why am I running away?" he muttered under his breath, his voice barely audible.
Charles jaw tightened as a sigh escaped his lips. 'I didn't cheat on Anna… so why should I be the one avoiding her?'
Steeling himself, Charles exhaled slowly and turned back around, forcing his feet to move.
He made his way toward the sales representative, who was already waiting by the shelves lined with skin-tone creams.