Sophie pushed open the door, her arms laden with vibrant shopping bags. A grin spread across her face, “you sit there Steve” she say to me as she kicks off her shoes and made a beeline for the bedroom, anticipation bubbling in her chest.

Sophie set down her bags, her fingers dancing over the handles as she pulled out each garment with care. Silken fabrics and bold patterns spilled onto the bed, a testament to her eclectic taste. She takes of her top and jeans and slips her new underwear on and then puts a dress on over the top

"I can't wait to see how this looks," Steve says, patiently waiting for her to reappear. Sophie appears from the bedroom, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"These feels perfect," she murmured, twirling in a flowing skirt, the hem dancing around her ankles like a whisper of a breeze. “That’s not a new one though Sophie” says Steve. “Not the dress” Sophie giggles, “I bought new underwear” she adds giggling