PRESENT.
I sit down with my hands folded, and I also wore a frown on my face. Collins was with me in the car and so was the driver. We had just gotten to the huge shopping mall and he wouldn't allow me to go in.
I don't get why.
"Get her any dress to wear," He told his driver, who immediately listened and got down of the car.
"What do you mean by 'get her any dress'?" I turned to him with a frown also waiting for a meaningful explanation. He looked at me and then turned away looking out the window of the car.
"You would ruin my reputation if the paparazzi see you in that transparent dress. The driver would get you something to wear and you can go for your shopping then" he replied his elbow on the surface of the car door and his fingers trailing down his beards. He had been adamant ab
