"I don't want it!" Mrs. Davidson snapped, upset by the memories of Nathalia. So annoying! She has moved out, but everything and everyone reminds me of her!
Zoe didn't get upset as she knew why Mrs. Davidson was angry. She replied patiently, "I bought it, especially for you."
Though Mrs. Davidson was almost fifty years old, as she had been spoiled and loved since she was born and rarely socialized with people, she had maintained the innocence and naivety of a child.
"You bought it, really?" Mrs. Davidson asked, half convinced. Stubbornly, she thought that it must be Nathalia who bought it and she would not accept that.
"Really! I went out to buy it for you." Zoe smiled. She's just like a lovely little child. I know she knows that it's Nathalia who bought it and she wants it, but she needs an excuse.
Mrs. Davidson pouted her lips, hesitated a bit, and said, "Alright. I will have a bite then as it's you that bought it."
