It was sort of a trainwreck, in the sense that neither she nor anyone else in the room could tear their eyes away from it. It was also very much a trainwreck in terms of a relationship, Rommy reasoned, gleaning quite enough from the slap and the heated squabble.
Loq was wondering where the offence might have stemmed from, and Ginny positing that it was all down to a broken engagement; Rosamund’s heart, privately, went out to the man who, from her perspective, looked like a cruel joke had been played on him. The lady must have had reason in slapping him, she presumed, but also... judging by his appearance (which she did hate to do), they seemed, on paper, quite unsuited to any sort of engagement or arrangement, and he did look a little like he’d gotten his hopes up unduly.
“I suppose breaking off anything in front of half of Hogsmeade is rather daring enough in itself,” Rosamund muttered, biting down on her bottom lip in sheer discomfort. Had it been an accidental encounter, a surprise break, or some callous set-up all along? It would have been enough to shred anyone’s pride. “Well, not her at any rate,” she added wryly to Ginny’s last remark, her fingers tightening on the tea-menu to restrain herself from getting too worked up in some strangers’ lives. “Have we any idea who he might be?”
Loq was wondering where the offence might have stemmed from, and Ginny positing that it was all down to a broken engagement; Rosamund’s heart, privately, went out to the man who, from her perspective, looked like a cruel joke had been played on him. The lady must have had reason in slapping him, she presumed, but also... judging by his appearance (which she did hate to do), they seemed, on paper, quite unsuited to any sort of engagement or arrangement, and he did look a little like he’d gotten his hopes up unduly.
“I suppose breaking off anything in front of half of Hogsmeade is rather daring enough in itself,” Rosamund muttered, biting down on her bottom lip in sheer discomfort. Had it been an accidental encounter, a surprise break, or some callous set-up all along? It would have been enough to shred anyone’s pride. “Well, not her at any rate,” she added wryly to Ginny’s last remark, her fingers tightening on the tea-menu to restrain herself from getting too worked up in some strangers’ lives. “Have we any idea who he might be?”
