Diana felt like a princess.
Sure, she was a princess but she had found that the reality of men's world had very little to do with facts and reason.
Everything around her was shining, gleaming and glittering and everyone wore a smile. This was a protected place, where the worries of the world didn't reach, where she could enjoy the knowledge that somewhere peace and beauty were truths, too.
Bruce had sent her here to buy herself some jewellery with the excuse that she had a lot of public relations coming up and "important people like to wear their power". After which he had given her his credit card and told her to get mad.
If this was what madness felt like then she'd go crazy more often. "Now I guess you're not the pompous type, no, we'll need something more sophisticated… filigree", Belinda cocked her head and looked at Diana again, contemplating.
The bell over the door rang softly, a man and his little daughter, she couldn't be more than five years old, entered.
"I believe I've got just the thing, one moment", the brunette excused herself and went looking for something.
Diana smirked, she knew choosing would be very hard, all these necklaces and bracelets were so lovely, she'd rather like to have them all.
"I want all of them", the little girl exclaimed, sharing the Amazon's sentiment.
"Oh sweetie, we only need one for your mother's birthday", the father ruffled her hair.
"But they're all so pretty", she was pouting now.
"I know, I can't decide either", he sighed, kneeling down to look at another case.
Belinda came back with a flat blue box in her hands. "Now this is something I have been saving for someone special, but I would love to see it on you, you are so beautiful", she smiled brightly and set the box down on the glass case next to her. "Now, please turn to the mirror and hold up your hair", she instructed me. I did as told and suddenly I had a wonderful view of the small family in the mirror.
"Look, dad, this one's shaped like a piano", the little girl grinned widely, her father chuckled.
"But Talisha, that's a violin", he lovingly corrected her.
Diana didn't know how, but this little girl was outshining every jewel in this store, drowning out the sparkling like an irritating background noise and not even noticing it.
Diana watched Talisha and her father argue about instruments and suddenly her heart grew heavy.
"So… what do you think?", Belinda asked, obviously after a long time of waiting.
She looked at what she was wearing now, the necklace was indeed filigree, with gold and diamonds, but it couldn't hold her attention and soon she found her gaze wandering back to that small wonder behind her.
A sad smiled tugged at her lips.
"It's perfect… just perfect."