Vanya's POV
Melinda's shouting was so loud that, for a moment, it seemed as if everything around us had been muted.
All eyes turned to her.
Of course, it also included Cliff's and mine.
In the eyes of everyone present, Melinda appeared to be a shrewish and ill-mannered woman.
The stooped old gardener was carefully picking up the roses from the ground.
He kept muttering apologies all the while.
Melinda seemed to finally notice the piercing gazes from the surroundings, and her face turned extremely embarrassed.
Then, as if changing masks, she quickly put on a face full of apology.
She said, "I'm so sorry. I was just too anxious. Are you alright?"
I stood not far away, watching this scene quietly.
I knew in my heart that Melinda's belated remedy was useless and only made her seem e
