(Author’s POV)
"I was just mesmerized by the luxury surrounding me. THIS IS SO COOL," Wendy exclaimed like a child.
The underground parking lot had a sleek and modern design, with a symmetrical outline and futuristic aesthetic. There were more than fifty cars parked in it, all premium automobiles, worth a fortune.
"Stop with your ogling around and let’s go. We are already behind time," Myra literally dragged Wendy away, as she was still fascinated by the display in front of her. They walked towards the elevator as Yelena chuckled while shaking her head at their sisterly bickering.
Taking the glass elevator, Yelena tapped the third floor button casually as the elevator slid shut. The capsule lift moved as the panoramic view of the mall’s inside came into view.
Wendy was at it once again. She gasped in pure astonishment and rejoiced with joy, her excitement was at its peak, "Whoa ~ ... You know what, guys, today is the best day of my life. THE BEST DAY, PERIOD."
"Then, let’s make it a more memorable one," Yelena remarked, "But first we need to sort your sister’s outfit for tomorrow and other stuff. Let’s begin with that." As she said this, the elevator came to a sudden halt.
The three of them exited it as they reached their designated floor.
Yelena started looking around, as if searching for something or someone. When her search was over, she muttered, "We need to go that way." Saying this, she turned around and started walking towards the right side. Myra and Wendy followed her behind.
As they were passing by other flashy stores, Myra noticed that this floor was all packed with big brand outlets. But before she could utter anything, Yelena stopped in front of a high end clothing store.
The store manager, who was already out at the entrance, seemed to be waiting for them as she asked, "Are you Ms. Yelena Yates? Did you book the appointment?"
"Yes," Yelena replied casually. "This right here ... she is Myra Miracle, my friend. The one I told you about." She pointed at Myra. "And the one next to her is Wendy Miracle, her sister. Did you arrange everything?"
The manager beamed at them, as the two Miracle girls were their prestigious guests and rightfully so, "Good Afternoon, Ms. Myra, Ms. Wendy. We have all set it up for you. Please follow me this way." Her tone was humble and extremely kind.
Wendy was too excited to think about anything else, but Myra was hesitant to go inside. She knew how expensive the garments were at such a place. But she was well aware that she couldn’t outright refuse Yelena, at least not in front of the staff.
She thought for a while and finally found a solution, ’I can say that the clothes are not my style. And then I’ll convince them to go to some other store, a place within my budget. Yelena will surely not be able to refute."
"Hey, Ra-ra. What are you waiting for? Come," Yelena urged her to come inside.
But when she stepped in, Myra found that the fancy looking apparel store had some of the red carpet looks displayed on its shelf. The layout and décor of the store were sophisticated and spacious. The walls were made up of polished, reflective dark stones, in contrast with the bright light illuminating from the golden chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.
It had a central seating area. A curved cream and navy plush sofa resting on a textured, classy rug. The manager gestured while saying, "Please, make yourself comfortable, ma’ams." Saying this, she urged her staff to hurry up.
Myra was feeling extremely awkward. She couldn’t help but ask, her voice lowered as she leaned towards Yelena to say, "Don’t you think this is way too much, Yel? I think we should go to some other place."
But Yelena was adamant in her stance, as she replied, "Seriously, this is not too much. It may seem pricey, but this particular store has some really nice, affordable outfits as well, just like you mentioned to me. You see, it is a multi brand store."
Myra gave her a skeptical look. Then Yelena gave her an innocent look and added, "Now, now. At least, see for yourself whether I am lying or otherwise."
On her insistence, Myra settled down, though she was still uncomfortable with the whole designer setup. It reminded her of the time when she and Nora went shopping with Elio and Dion in Kimberg. Then, she reeled back to the silhouette she saw today. ’Can it be really Elio? But Esteria is like, totally the opposite side from Kimberg. And why will he be here anyways? Let’s focus on the thing I am here for.’ Thinking like this, she glanced around at the mannequins displaying some of the trendy and elegant dresses.

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