"Why are you lying on the mat?" A familiar voice asked yet she chose to ignore it.
Alyssum's eyes remained closed and her right arm covering it. She just sighed and shook her head. Then, she sat and glanced at the man, who was smiling at her. She felt uneasy when that smile had meaning.
"Don't smile at me like that, Caine. I know what you're thinking."
He chuckled and sat beside me. Then, he gave me some wine which she never tasted. She was taken aback and rejected his offer.
"You're 16 so it's fine." He said.
Her eyes rolled when he mumbled her age incorrectly. "I'm only 15, Caine."
"I5 or 16, it's still the same. You are a teenager and will be curious about the taste of wine."
"I'm not interested, Caine. Thank you very much," said Alyssum.
"You're missing out."
