Isabella, arm linked with her daughter's, strolled toward the counter, chatting and laughing. "We've been shopping all day—haven't we done enough? I'm exhausted."
"Not even close, Mom! Look at that bag in the window—I've wanted it forever. I'm definitely missing that one, hehe!" Lara grinned cheekily.
"You're missing a bag? Your room's already bursting with stuff—and you're still the most 'lacking' person I know," Isabella teased, shaking her head with a helpless smile.
"Mom, you get me! I'm always missing this and missing that!" Lara swung her mother's arm playfully.
"Alright, alright. You're not just missing a bag—you're missing a whole outfit, and most importantly, a pair of shoes. Did I nail it?" her mother said, poking fun.
"Yesss, Mom, you're the best! Let's head to the G store first." Lara tugged her mother toward the Gucci boutique.
