Hera's fingers picked at the grass absent-mindedly, while her eyes were downcast as the green ground beneath her feet looked more appealing. Meanwhile, Hunter's eyes automatically followed every little movement her fingers made.
His mind juggled between many things. He was afraid of starting a conversation. Every time they argued over Bianca and his friendship, it always led to an ugly fight between them, and they both knew, it won't be any different this time either. Hunter never understood why Hera felt so jealous of Bianca. He thought both of them were ridiculously stupid for feeling that way.
He decided it's better not to prolong the topic. He wouldn't want to upset Hera with their differences regarding Bianca's presence in his life. Everything was going right until Hera brought her between them.
