Jace had come into the shop that morning as usual.. He'd found the letter from Remy.. He'd read it half a dozen times before he'd been able to really comprehend what it was saying. He hadn't realized he'd been relying on the store as a connection to the vampire, and when that was gone. It was terrifying, he'd never needed anyone like he did the vampire. The store wasn't Jace's dream, in his mind it had always belonged to the former model, not himself.. He didn't even know anything about fashion. Hot tears had slid down his cheeks dropping to the note below. His hands had trembled as he'd grabbed up a pen and fresh sheet of paper.. His writing wasn't perfect, barely ledgible most likely.
Nico, I'm going to be out of the store today. Mark all items as sale items fifty percent off.. We're selling everything. I'll be back before closing, Store Meeting..
