Charles immediately began tending to Emma and then turned and shouted at Sarah, "What are you doing? Why did you push her?" He was angry and distraught to see his sister injured.
He looked gaunt, probably because he had been waiting for her outside for such a long time. But why had he arrived at that moment? Sarah stared at him. Suddenly she felt as though the world was collapsing around her. The whole thing was so awful, and she questioned whether she was in some sort of dreadful nightmare. What a fucking life!
"Brother, she didn't push me. I fell down by myself. Please don't blame her!" Emma said to him, innocently.
Charles, however, was not convinced, "Why do you still defend her, Emma? I witnessed the whole thing just now."
Everyone in the café was now fixated upon the action that was unraveling before them. Sarah had never felt more embarrassed.
