Arwen had no plans of buying matching outfits. But when she actually saw the outfits, she didn't find the idea that bad.
The designs were classy and comfortable, and they didn't look too cringe or bad.
"Ma'am, did you like anything among these?" the store assistant asked when she saw Arwen staring at the outfits in contemplation.
Arwen hummed, but she didn't immediately select. She smiled at the store assistant and said, "I did like a few of them, but I will wait for my husband. We will decide on them together."
The store assistant nodded in understanding. "Then, Ma'am, you can take a seat till he returns. I will ask someone to get you coffee."
She smiled and then walked away for a moment.
Just then, Emily walked there with her troop.
"Oh, we meet again, Arwen," she said, her tone carrying the arrogance. "Surely, it's a fateful coincidence. Don't you think?"
