Late Afternoon.
Jewellery Shop, Marketplace.
Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.
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"Here we are" Theodore breathed next to her, Lydia smiled as she looked at it.
The exterior facade of the jewellery shop was adorned with ornate architectural details, featuring large display windows framed by intricate metalwork, showcasing the exquisite craftsmanship within the shop.
Lydia was eager to step inside.
As they advanced to step inside Theodore took her arm, stopping her movements.
"Lydia" he whispered get name, spiking her heart.
She met his eyes.
He reached into his dress shirt and brought out a satchel. "Take this, get whatever it is you may like, I need to take care of something" he spoke fast yet calmly as he handed her the satchel of crits.
He appeared to be in a hurry and was hiding something.
"What is it?"