Chapter 101

An hour later, Elodie was seated comfortably on a plush sofa in a high-end boutique, flipping through a glossy fashion magazine. Harper disappeared into the dressing room, emerging in a whirlwind of fabrics and styles. Elodie observed, sometimes nodding in approval, sometimes shaking her head. After a relentless parade of about twenty outfits, Elodie pointed to the heap of clothes Harper had tried on and said to the sales assistant, ‘Wrap these up, please.’ The sales assistant’s eyes lit up, a metaphorical jackpot gleaming in his gaze. His commission was about to skyrocket. Exiting the boutique, Elodie, with Harper in tow, ventured into the world of shoes and bags. Two pairs of sleek high heels and three designer bags later, Harper begged for a break. They picked a trendy coffee shop and settled into plush chairs. Elodie tapped her fingers idly on the cafe table. ‘So, how does it feel to be the new and improved Harper?’ Harper grimaced. ‘I never thought I’d see the day when I’d spend m