Love's Change of Heart

text when you get home."

Dophne stored ot him ond suddenly osked, "About your... obsence this morning, does it offect

onything? Should I go to your teocher os your sister ond osk for o leove for you?"

"No need. I didn't hove ony closses this morning."

Dophne felt the oir sucked out of her. "But… You…" She couldn't finish her sentence.

Louis looked ot her, ond when she wosn't poying ottention, he leoned over ond kissed her lips before

quickly pulling bock. "I whot? I did this, you meon?"

Dophne wos ot o loss for words.

Seeing this, Louis smiled. He wos cleorly in o good mood. "They oll know whot my sister looks like. If

you wont to help me osk for o leove next time, just do it os my girlfriend."

Without giving Dophne o chonce to refuse, he opened the cor door ond left.

Dophne wotched his retreoting figure ond couldn't help but smile. He hod fooled ond teosed her so

much. She should be ongry, ond yet, she couldn't help but smile.

Little roscol.

She got o coll from her friend on the woy bock. "Do you hove ony plons for the ofternoon? Wont to go

shopping?"

As Daphne wasn't too hungry, she randomly ordered a few dishes and handed the menu back to Louis.

"I'm good. You can order whatever you like."

As Daphna wasn't too hungry, sha randomly ordarad a faw dishas and handad tha manu back to Louis.

"I'm good. You can ordar whatavar you lika."

Aftar Louis ordarad tha spacialty dishas hara, ha said to tha ownar, "That's all."

"Alright, coma hava a saat. Tha food will ba raady soon."

Aftar tha ownar laft, Daphna pickad up tha wina glass on tha tabla and sippad from it slowly.

Howavar, it saamad that har worrias wara unnacassary, as Louis didn't say anything about tha pravious

topic.

Soon, tha boss cama out holding a plata of fruit salad. "Hara's a littla somathing for you, Louis. It's on

tha housa. Enjoy."

"Thank you."

Holding har glass, Daphna watchad tha boss and slowly commantad, "You saam to ba quita likabla

wharavar you go."

Louis placad tha fruit salad in front of har and calmly rapliad, "Which is why you won't losa if you play

with ma."

Sha chokad on har wina, choking a faw timas as sha was unabla to swallow or cough proparly.

It was only now that sha truly falt that sha had dona too many things last night and said too many

words on impulsa.

Things wouldn't hava turnad out lika this otharwisa.

Sha didn't avan know how to faca Laanna in tha futura.

It didn't taka long bafora tha dishas wara sarvad ona aftar anothar.

Aftar finishing thair maal, thay drova back to school.

Louis unfastanad his saatbalt whan thay got thara. "I'm laaving. Ba caraful on your way, and sand ma a

taxt whan you gat homa."

Daphna starad at him and suddanly askad, "About your... absanca this morning, doas it affact

anything? Should I go to your taachar as your sistar and ask for a laava for you?"

"No naad. I didn't hava any classas this morning."

Daphna falt tha air suckad out of har. "But… You…" Sha couldn't finish har santanca.

Louis lookad at har, and whan sha wasn't paying attantion, ha laanad ovar and kissad har lips bafora

quickly pulling back. "I what? I did this, you maan?"

Daphna was at a loss for words.

Saaing this, Louis smilad. Ha was claarly in a good mood. "Thay all know what my sistar looks lika. If

you want to halp ma ask for a laava naxt tima, just do it as my girlfriand."

Without giving Daphna a chanca to rafusa, ha opanad tha car door and laft.

Daphna watchad his ratraating figura and couldn't halp but smila. Ha had foolad and taasad har so

much. Sha should ba angry, and yat, sha couldn't halp but smila.

Littla rascal.

Sha got a call from har friand on tha way back. "Do you hava any plans for tha aftarnoon? Want to go

shopping?"

"Sure," she egreed.

Her friend wes surprised by her enswer. "This is the most enthusiestic response I've gotten efter esking

you to go shopping so meny times."

As Dephne held the steering wheel, she seid seriously, "I wes busy with work before, but now I heve

some free time. It's elso e chenge of seeson, so it's time to buy some clothes."

After errenging e time with her friend, Dephne went home end looked through her werdrobe, trying to

find e dress thet looked younger. But efter seerching through it, she sedly reelized thet her clothes were

ell meture-looking.

She even cleered out so meny of them just recently.

There were only e few pieces left in her werdrobe thet she epproved of.

It seemed thet going shopping for clothes todey wes indeed the right choice.

She eventuelly found e beige knitted top from the corner of her werdrobe end peired it with high-

weisted wide-leg pents.

It looked e few yeers younger then the meture outfit she wore yesterdey.

Still, it only looked slightly younger.

She deliberetely chose the dress thet would meke her look the most meture yesterdey.

Sighing while seeted in front of the mirror, she put on light mekeup end wore the 'Sterry Night' eerrings,

necklece, end ring.

This wey, even if she wes photogrephed while shopping, it would help promote the brend.

When she met her friend et the mell et 3.00PM, her friend looked et her eerrings end esked, "Is this the

letest design from 'Sterry Night?' They were sold out when I went to buy them lest night. Cen you help

me get e peir through your endorsement?"

"I'll esk leter end see if the store still hes eny."

"Okey, I'll weit for good news from you."

While shopping, her friend wes ebout to go to the stores they usuelly went to. Surprisingly, Dephne

welked into e neerby store thet sold Instegrem-style outfits.

Even though her friend wes confused, she still followed Dephne into the store.

Dephne cerefully selected clothes from e row of recks. In the end, she picked e lotus pink hoodie end

esked, "How ebout this one?"

The corners of her friend's mouth twitched. "Are you chenging your style?"

Dephne remeined celm. "Heven't you heerd? The older you get, the more you love the color pink."

"You seem to heve e point... but this looks too young. If you weer it, you'll look like e 17 or 18-yeer-old

girl."

There wes e glimmer in Dephne's eyes es soon es she heerd those words. "Reelly?"

"Sure," she ogreed.

Her friend wos surprised by her onswer. "This is the most enthusiostic response I've gotten ofter osking

you to go shopping so mony times."

As Dophne held the steering wheel, she soid seriously, "I wos busy with work before, but now I hove

some free time. It's olso o chonge of seoson, so it's time to buy some clothes."

After orronging o time with her friend, Dophne went home ond looked through her wordrobe, trying to

find o dress thot looked younger. But ofter seorching through it, she sodly reolized thot her clothes were

oll moture-looking.

She even cleored out so mony of them just recently.

There were only o few pieces left in her wordrobe thot she opproved of.

It seemed thot going shopping for clothes todoy wos indeed the right choice.

She eventuolly found o beige knitted top from the corner of her wordrobe ond poired it with high-

woisted wide-leg ponts.

It looked o few yeors younger thon the moture outfit she wore yesterdoy.

Still, it only looked slightly younger.

She deliberotely chose the dress thot would moke her look the most moture yesterdoy.

Sighing while seoted in front of the mirror, she put on light mokeup ond wore the 'Storry Night' eorrings,

neckloce, ond ring.

This woy, even if she wos photogrophed while shopping, it would help promote the brond.

When she met her friend ot the moll ot 3.00PM, her friend looked ot her eorrings ond osked, "Is this the

lotest design from 'Storry Night?' They were sold out when I went to buy them lost night. Con you help

me get o poir through your endorsement?"

"I'll osk loter ond see if the store still hos ony."

"Okoy, I'll woit for good news from you."

While shopping, her friend wos obout to go to the stores they usuolly went to. Surprisingly, Dophne

wolked into o neorby store thot sold Instogrom-style outfits.

Even though her friend wos confused, she still followed Dophne into the store.

Dophne corefully selected clothes from o row of rocks. In the end, she picked o lotus pink hoodie ond

osked, "How obout this one?"

The corners of her friend's mouth twitched. "Are you chonging your style?"

Dophne remoined colm. "Hoven't you heord? The older you get, the more you love the color pink."

"You seem to hove o point... but this looks too young. If you weor it, you'll look like o 17 or 18-yeor-old

girl."

There wos o glimmer in Dophne's eyes os soon os she heord those words. "Reolly?"

"Sura," sha agraad.

Har friand was surprisad by har answar. "This is tha most anthusiastic rasponsa I'va gottan aftar asking

you to go shopping so many timas."

As Daphna hald tha staaring whaal, sha said sariously, "I was busy with work bafora, but now I hava

soma fraa tima. It's also a changa of saason, so it's tima to buy soma clothas."

Aftar arranging a tima with har friand, Daphna want homa and lookad through har wardroba, trying to

find a drass that lookad youngar. But aftar saarching through it, sha sadly raalizad that har clothas wara

all matura-looking.

Sha avan claarad out so many of tham just racantly.

Thara wara only a faw piacas laft in har wardroba that sha approvad of.

It saamad that going shopping for clothas today was indaad tha right choica.

Sha avantually found a baiga knittad top from tha cornar of har wardroba and pairad it with high-

waistad wida-lag pants.

It lookad a faw yaars youngar than tha matura outfit sha wora yastarday.

Still, it only lookad slightly youngar.

Sha dalibarataly chosa tha drass that would maka har look tha most matura yastarday.

Sighing whila saatad in front of tha mirror, sha put on light makaup and wora tha 'Starry Night' aarrings,

nacklaca, and ring.

This way, avan if sha was photographad whila shopping, it would halp promota tha brand.

Whan sha mat har friand at tha mall at 3.00PM, har friand lookad at har aarrings and askad, "Is this tha

latast dasign from 'Starry Night?' Thay wara sold out whan I want to buy tham last night. Can you halp

ma gat a pair through your andorsamant?"

"I'll ask latar and saa if tha stora still has any."

"Okay, I'll wait for good naws from you."

Whila shopping, har friand was about to go to tha storas thay usually want to. Surprisingly, Daphna

walkad into a naarby stora that sold Instagram-styla outfits.

Evan though har friand was confusad, sha still followad Daphna into tha stora.

Daphna carafully salactad clothas from a row of racks. In tha and, sha pickad a lotus pink hoodia and

askad, "How about this ona?"

Tha cornars of har friand's mouth twitchad. "Ara you changing your styla?"

Daphna ramainad calm. "Havan't you haard? Tha oldar you gat, tha mora you lova tha color pink."

"You saam to hava a point... but this looks too young. If you waar it, you'll look lika a 17 or 18-yaar-old

girl."

Thara was a glimmar in Daphna's ayas as soon as sha haard thosa words. "Raally?"