Chapter 4: a walk in the garden

Amelia/Clara pov 

After lunch, I decided to walk around the house admiring the expensive designs and decorations. Grandma suggested I take a rest. But I politely refused saying I just needed to stretch my legs more. It's kind of sweet she worries and care about me. I remember vaguely, the words she said earlier. "Dear, you should go rest, you must be tired ." grandma urged with concern.

"No thanks grandma, I'm fine, I don't need rest, if ...you don't mind, can I walk around the house for a bit?"

" oh, of course dear, if that's what you want, you can."

"thank you grandma,"

"you are welcome dear."

I strolled around the house, a sweet smell attracted my attention. I followed the fragrance and behold it led me to a beautiful garden. I stared in awe, by the yard was a fresh garden of roses, filled with different colours i quickly ran towards it, I gushed all over, I have always wanted a garden of my own.i instinctively reached out to trace the delicate peatals when suddenly, my hand was snatched away by another. I looked up to see who did that. My heart hammered inside my chest as I locked eyes with Diego, I swallowed hard at his cold gaze. 

"what are you doing here?"

" I ...well ...i" I stuttered anxiously.

" you better start talking,".

"i was just...I just wanted some fresh air."

" and who permits you to randomly into someone's garden."