"Who gives a girl a gift like that? You knew Beatrice wouldn't like it, and yet you shoved it on her anyway."
"My apologies, but please allow me to be firm on this."
Though Reinhard apologized, his expression was thoroughly smug. Beatrice turned her head away, her butterfly-shaped pupils fixed straight on Reinhard as she crossed her arms and puffed out her cheeks in a huff.
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