"What's your problem?" asked the bald man as he squeezed Rosella's forearm tightly. "My cousin just asked you a question. You didn't have to be so rude."
"That's right! I just asked your name!" The tattooed boy quickly replied.
Rosella didn't seem to be bothered by the man's grip and continued with a serious expression. I bet inside she was torn between ignoring them until they left or taking them down right there—something she could easily do.
I took a deep breath and decided to help her, because if she chose the first option, we would have problems with the Arrows.
However, as soon as I took the first step, I saw Rosella move. I thought she was going to knock both Flechas to the ground, but what she did was bow her head and back.
"I'm sorry for my ignorance! I'm not from here and I'm not interested in romantic relationships!" she exclaimed, loud enough for everyone inside and outside the grocery store to hear.
The man backed away with a weak, frightened smile.
