Amelia stared at Anastasia for a long while, her mind racing as she struggled to find her voice.
"Yes, but she still can't help but feel bad about calling you a ghost earlier. She was just so shocked and the word flew out of her mouth without any control. Please, if you don't mind, can we talk in private?" Michelle requested from Anastasia.
Anastasia nodded, "Sure."
Both of them walked towards a quiet corner, away from the crowd, while Amelia made her way back to her husband's side. It was evident that she had left everything in the capable hands of her favored daughter, Michelle.
Michelle placed her hand on Ana's, a sympathetic look in her eyes before she parted her lips to speak.
"I'm still very sorry for what my mom did earlier. I feel like I owe you a better apology for her actions."
Anastasia forced herself to pull a smile onto her lips, the effort evident in the way her eyes didn't quite match the expression.