"This way..."
Mia Ginger nodded, having nothing more to add.
Those scandalous family secrets and such, she's actually not interested.
Focusing seriously on knitting the first few rows of the scarf, she saw Windsor Myres' bored face in the mirror.
After thinking briefly, she spoke, "There's something I need to remind you about."
"What?"
"It's about Tong Tong." Mia Ginger set down what was in her hands, turned slightly, and looked up at her, seriously saying, "You should talk less about Camden River in front of her in the future."
"Why?" Windsor Myres looked at her in slight confusion.
"You know as well as I do, Tong Tong likes Camden River. Girls are sensitive. Do you think everyone is like you, love when you want, not love when you don't, so carefree? Talking about Camden River in front of her is like pouring salt on her wound—how could she feel good about that?"
"She never said she still likes Camden River."