I pressed my point to Jane as I sank my butt onto the sofa. After a few minutes of steady breaths, I opened my suitcases one by one, except the medium black one.
I blew the air in front of me and pulled the hair tie from my pocket, tying my long latte-brown hair into a ponytail.
"Holy… what the glimmery sin is all this?" Jane sat upright when she saw the contents of my suitcase.
I smirked and crouched down to sort and pull out the items.
The biggest silver suitcase was stuffed with high-end, limited-edition dresses my mother bought, most of which I only wore once at those fancy parties where I had to carry the cake I wasn't allowed to eat under my mom's glare.
The big blue suitcase was packed full of designer shoes bought to match each dress.
And the last large red suitcase was filled with bags that required months of waiting lists, like the kind of people who acted as if the world would end if they couldn't get them.
