Viola

“Viola... I'm sorry," Mathew said softly as I stormed out of the dancing room. Mathew grabbed my hand and pulled me back into the room. However, accepting his apology after such humiliation wasn't as simple as it seemed at first. I drew my hand away from the table. I had intended to storm back into my room and lock myself in there, but I changed my mind. But it appears that I arrived too late, as Mathew was the one who dashed away as soon as I began sobbing and crying uncontrollably.

I yelled back at him, attempting to dissuade him from continuing. "Mathew….Wait! What are your plans for...