Aria's POV
I can't believe that Alexander bought almost every single thing I touched in the stores. When I finally caught on to what he was doing, I stopped touching so much s**t. Good lord. The number of bags sitting on my bed right now is overwhelming. I stand at the foot of my bed staring ahead at the mass of plastic with the nicest clothes inside of them. I think he did that on purpose. He led me into expensive stores where elegant clothes lined the racks.
I couldn't help but touch the clothes. They were gorgeous. Little did I know he had made a pact with himself that whatever I touched he would buy. "What's wrong, princess?", Alex asked, as he walked back into the room after helping Colin get settled with his new stuff. "What am I going to do with all of this?", I asked, dumbfounde
