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“This is men’s collection.” Mac stopped in front of the men's collection shop. Mona Daly smiled and gently took his arm. "I know this is a men's collection, but please come with me," she said, leading him inside. She asked him to sit and wait while she selected shoes from the display and placed them on the floor. Mac watched her with admiration, his throat going dry. He held his heart tightly, trying to contain his feelings. He had always desired a wife who would choose things for him, just like Mona was doing. It felt perfect, but he couldn't marry. "What are you waiting for? Try them," she said, smiling at him. Mac snapped out of his daze and looked at the shoes she had picked. She then bent down and gently slipped a pair onto his feet. "See? They look nice," she said, raising her he
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