Jevan and Jega reached out their hands to help me up. After that, they walked around me to check whether I was hurt. Luckily, there were no visible injuries. I didn't feel any pain either.
Then I remembered Anisa, who was still on the floor. The mannequin that had fallen on top of her had already been lifted, but she didn't seem able to stand because she was clutching her leg.
I turned to Auntie Nia, who looked sad as she held the damaged dress in her hands. Anisa also looked at Auntie Nia. She immediately pointed at me. "This is all her fault."
Huh? I was shocked. She was the one who'd pushed me earlier. If she hadn't done that, an accident like this wouldn't have happened. Of course, I tried to defend myself.
"Anisa, why are you accusing me? You were the one who got pushed toward me just now. You were also the one holding the mannequin when it fell and tore the dress. What did I do wrong?"
Then I thought of something. "Auntie Nia, please forgive us. Is there a security camera here?"
Auntie Nia raised her head and looked at me. "There is, there is. I just remembered. It happens to be pointed right this way."
Anisa immediately fell silent. "D-Don't."
"Why are you trying to stop us from watching the security footage? Have you finally realized that you were in the wrong?"
I could see Anisa lowering her head, her face turning red. I couldn't tell whether she was trying to hold back embarrassment or anger. "I'm sorry. I guess I was the one who did it by accident. Forgive me, Amora."
"Don't apologize to me. I'm fine. But you damaged Auntie Nia's dress. How are you going to make this right?"
Anisa turned and grabbed the tip of Auntie Nia's foot. "Auntie, please forgive me. I'll compensate you for everything. I'll buy the damaged dress, okay?" Anisa looked up at Auntie Nia.
Auntie Nia looked sad. "I'm not thinking about the cost. I'm thinking about the effort I put into making it. Someone was supposed to wear this dress, but now it can only become trash."
"That's easy to fix. What if Anisa buys it and wears it to the event later? Then the dress will be worn and put to good use, right?" I suggested.
Auntie Nia immediately looked happy. "Really? That could work? I'll repair the torn part later."
Auntie Nia looked at Anisa hopefully. Anisa couldn't refuse anymore, or Auntie Nia would be terribly disappointed in her. "Of course, Auntie Nia..."
Auntie Nia was clearly overjoyed. "All right, come on. Let's get you up first." She reached out to Anisa and helped her stand, but Anisa couldn't stand straight because her leg was injured. Jevan took a chair from nearby and let Anisa sit down.
"Then this matter is settled, right? Amora, you can continue choosing your dress."
"All right, Jevan." I nodded in agreement with what Jevan said. We split up again, leaving Anisa sitting alone in the chair. She couldn't follow me anymore because of her injured leg. I knew she wasn't happy about the dress from earlier because it looked like an old-fashioned style and was a little out of date. For other people, the dress was perfectly fine, but for Anisa, who was used to being the center of attention and always wearing the latest releases, it would obviously be embarrassing. But that was her own fault, not mine, even though I was the one who steered her toward wearing that dress.
Let her learn that bothering me comes with a price. She was bound to have bad luck if she tried to bring me down. She should pay more attention to herself and stop bothering me. Then I wouldn't pay any attention to her either. But now that she was bothering me, of course I had to fight back.