Music Recommendation: So High-school by Taylor Swift.
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Tim leaned against the edge of the shopping cart with the kind of casual confidence that turned heads without trying.
Dressed in a slate black button-down rolled at the sleeves, tucked into tailored navy trousers, and paired with minimal leather bracelets, he looked like a billionaire who forgot to care.
Aurora owned the room, wearing a soft ivory blouse tucked into sleek tan slacks, with heels that didn't make a sound when she walked, and her curls pulled into a low, polished knot. She was effortlessly elegant wrapped in ice. A thin gold chain glittered around her neck, barely peeking from her collar. People stared and whispered.
They always did. But no one dared take a picture.
Tim smiled speechlessly, with both sides of his eyes crinkling, as he watched Aurora shopped, and picked a few things with a very determined expression.
"She already has the pink one," he said, voice low and velvety.
