The boutique stood apart from the surrounding shops, its entrance framed by tall glass panels and soft golden lighting that spilled outward, giving it an air of quiet luxury, while inside, the space was arranged with careful elegance, rows of finely tailored garments displayed with deliberate spacing, each piece illuminated just enough to highlight its craftsmanship without overwhelming the eye.
As Damon stepped in with Sahira, a female attendant approached them almost immediately, her posture straight and her smile professional yet warm.
"Welcome," she said smoothly, her voice carrying a practiced grace, "please feel free to look around, and let me know how I may assist you."
Damon gave a small nod in acknowledgment before gesturing toward Sahira without hesitation.
"Show her whatever suits her."
