The next day, I shopped with Allegra. One store to another, she had me in the search of the perfect dress. The only problem was, I wanted to go back to the apartment and hide behind closed doors.
This was the one part of town Tally frequented often.
High-end boutiques. Gourmet coffee shops. Fancy restaurants. I was out of place.
“Oh, my god. Stop worrying,” Allegra groaned for the hundredth time. “If we run into them, who cares? They can’t do anything to you.”
“I know, I know. I just don’t want a confrontation with them,” I sighed as I tried to contain my emotions. “It’s hard, ya know…”
“Actually, I don’t,” she admitted with a laugh. “I don’t take shit from anyone, and I don’t date. I like to f*ck around too much, and swinger parties are way more fun.”
“So, are you going to tell me you don’t want a family or kids?” I asked her with a raised brow. “I saw how much you fawned over your cousin’s new baby the other day…”
