Not A Small-Town Girl

attention of everyone nearby. The security guards at the entrance stared, momentarily stunned.

One guard quickly approached the car. As the doors opened, a man stepped out, his face hidden by a hat and mask, followed by a woman whose beauty seemed almost otherworldly. The guard couldn’t help but gawk.

Danielle noticed the lingering stares, but before she could react, Xavier, still recovering from the dizzying ride, snapped, "What are you staring at?"

The guards snapped out of it and stammered apologies. "Sorry! We didn’t mean to stare."

Xavier, protective as ever, pulled Danielle close. "Come on, Danielle. Let’s head in. Anything you want, it’s on me," he declared grandly.

Xavier’s face mostly hidden, his tall, striking figure caught attention.

stepped inside, a salesperson approached, her eyes lighting up as she took in their

latest arrivals," she said warmly. She gestured to a rack of clothing and added, "This dress,

familiar with Celia’s work. The designer had been making waves in the fashion world ever since winning a major competition last year. But to Danielle, her designs felt unremarkable,

lack of interest, the salesperson quickly pivoted, showing off

dress on display. His eyes lit up. "Danielle, this one is perfect for

enthusiasm. Taking the dress,