#Chapter 82: Parka Season

Elara

The moment we walked into the store, I could tell that I didn’t belong here. The racks of hiking boots smelled like expensive new leather, the shelves of puffy coats practically reeked of cash, and the few other customers who were browsing looked like they were planning month-long expeditions in the Arctic.

And then there was me. A human girl who had barely left the city in her entire life s