Gloria didn't mind Marcella and dragged her out of the bar. Marcella stopped struggling and let Gloria take the lead. She couldn't get her head off the words Gloria said earlier.
He will protect you at all costs.
At all costs…
Marcella didn't know if Gloria knew the weight of those words but she had felt the weight of the "love" that protected her.
At all costs…
Yes, it was mighty expensive—her protection. It took the life of her sister and she had no control over it.
"Here?" Marcella stopped in front of the store Gloria brought her. "I don't need to buy lingerie now."
Also, she didn't bring that much cash to afford to buy in a store like this.
"Shut up and get in. You need to put some effort. What if he finds what he can't from you from other women after being fed up with you?" Gloria hissed in her ear.
"But…"
"Just come with me," she gritted her teeth. "I want to treat my husband."
