When she stopped, he thought that the whole thing was over. She had enough of the madness he brought into her life. Then, he was surprised by what she did next.
"What do you think?" She pulled up her gown just below her knees and exposed her feet and a portion of her lower legs. "If you plan to drag me to this rough ground, at least let me remove my shoes. It is hard to catch up with you. My feet are already killing me."
She was finding it hard to walk on the grassy and pebbled path with the heels of her shoes, constantly getting caught in the dirt and stone. She did not want to end up with a broken ankle even before the night was over.
Then, she started untying the lace of her shoes. She suddenly regretted wearing it because of the inconvenience of removing it. If she had worn the stilettos she originally planned to wear, then all she had to do was step out of it.
