"Thank goodness Chloe isn't mad."
"I'm mad."
Alaric Davenport's sudden comment made Rosalind Lowell nearly choke. "Huh? What?"
"That outfit you wore yesterday. Why did you agree to wear it?"
Rosalind Lowell blinked. "But I didn't know what it was at first. Don't you think I looked good in it?"
Alaric Davenport pouted. "You looked good, yes, but not for so many people to see."
Rosalind Lowell put on a pitiful expression. "So, even though I hurt my foot, you can't forgive me just a little?"
Alaric Davenport turned his head. The tension in his face visibly softened, and his brow furrowed slightly. "Oh, you..."
Rosalind Lowell stuck out her tongue. 'In the past, she would never have acted like this.'
'It was because of him. She had changed so much.'
...
"Rosie!" The moment Elsa Ainsworth saw her, she launched into a bear hug.
"Sherry." Rosalind Lowell hugged her back.
