Elena POV:
Stepping out of the car, I was immediately reminded of just how wealthy Kane was. The shopping district he had brought me to screamed luxury, and I couldn't help but feel out of place. The wide streets were lined with sleek storefronts displaying designer brands I'd only ever seen in magazines. Each one seemed more extravagant than the last, and the customers strutting around looked like they belonged in a fashion show.
I was wearing Kane's oversized hoodie and long socks, which didn't exactly scream "chic," but I refused to let my discomfort show. This wasn't a date, after all—it was a mission to get clothes and nothing more. Kane had a lot of nerve dragging me here, considering the mess he'd put me through, but I wasn't about to give him the satisfaction of seeing me flustered.
"Where are we going?" I asked, folding my arms across my chest as I followed him.
