Yoona’s POV

After I walked out on my mother I headed downtown where I sat on a bench in front of some old shops. As I sat there looking at the cars drive trough I was surprised by a voice.

 “When the sun sets once again, you will find your forever, hold on tight, but before you can soar you must fix the dents of the heart, the blood, and the soul.”

I turned to look at the old woman, but I only caught a glimpse of her back as she entered the shop, she had been standing in front off when sweeping. I followed her in but she was nowhere to be seen, on the other hand a beautiful young woman of about twenty-two greeted me. She was all smiles a contrast to my current mood.

“Hello there, looking for a dress? A special occasion maybe?” She said brightly.

“No, just looking” I said. As if on cue my sight began to wander taking in the beauty of the shop.  I found myself inside a very fashionable place, worthy of having a spot in the most exclusive district in Paris. I smiled as I saw so many dresses overwhelm the racks, and the way the jewelry glimmered, with the help of the artificial lights. This is just what I needed to feel better. I had found my heaven on earth.

“Wow this place is gorgeous” I said as I moved on my hunt, momentarily forgetting the words of the old women and the reason why I had entered the shop.

I did not hesitate to buy whatever came to my fancy. It was a way to make myself feel better because I kne