I stop before the Rose Garden, waiting. Mary, however, walked forward to me, still hesitant and unsure of what was going on in my head. I have left the room without any replies, and she has followed me out, dejected and extremely disheartened.
" Can I have an answer to ... " She began but quickly stopped the moment I lace my eyes on her. I saw her swallow hard. Her big round eyes, however, made me smile.
" I'm waiting for Martina," I told her.
" Really? I should go in to call upon her," She said and then made to dash off, but I was quick to catch her by the arm and pull her back to me.
That will be the first time I have laid hands on her deliberately, without any reason. She knew, too, and at once, she flinched; I felt her body freeze up as I pulled her back to stand before me.
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