As I prepared myself for the grand ruler's gathering, Leo stood patiently in the background, a stark contrast to his previous complaints about my tardiness. Surprisingly, he remained silent now, his presence a mere shadow.
In the midst of applying powder to my face, Melanie stormed into the room, her fury radiating like a tempest. Leo, seated in his wheelchair, donned a black suit, his curious brows arching at her entrance.
"You promised to take me to the ruler's meeting. Why have you suddenly gone back on your word?" Melanie's voice crackled with anger.
I feigned ignorance, continuing my task while intently listening to their exchange.
"Well, as you can plainly see, I have changed my mind," Leo retorted rudely. "Now, leave."
But Melanie stood her ground, refusing to be dismissed.
