**Vicky's POV
"Talon, you're sticking your elbow in my back!" I said in annoyance as he let out a grunt.
"I'm sorry, but the space here is limited."
"These stupid bushes are going to leave me bald," Georgia whispered next to me, as she untangled her hair for the fifth time from the thorns of the bushes. "Whose bright idea was it to spy on them through the bushes?"
"Yours," the rest of us said immediately.
"Yeah, well, next time you guys can come up with a better plan."
The four of us had forced our way into the bushes surrounding the secret garden Ethan had prepared for Rosalie. When Ethan had it built, Georgia asked one of the gardeners to please leave a space between a row of the bushes, in a hidden area between the trees, so that we could spy on them at the time of the proposal.
It wasn't, perhaps, the best idea, since we were now all dirty, cramped and scratched from thorns and twigs, but at least we could get a good look at Ethan and Rosalie.
