Samuel Park
— Madu, what happened? — I ask, worried, as I go to her, forgetting everyone around us, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close. Madu nestles into my embrace and begins to cry softly. I gently stroke her hair and ask again.
— Calm down, just tell me what happened. — I whisper softly in her ear, hugging her tighter so she feels protected and safe to speak.
— I didn't throw anything on the floor. — she says something that leaves me completely baffled.
— What do you mean by that? — I ask, lifting her face to meet my gaze. I feel my heart clench inside when I see her saddened and embarrassed look because of this whole situation.
Before Madu can answer, a woman's raised voice interrupts us.
— She did throw it!
— Tamara, calm down, he is Samuel Park. — Virginia, a bu
