The weather was at its worst. Albeit the shelter over their heads, Lila was uncertain how long the dilapidated house would hold on.
Rain pelted down on the ground mercilessly. It was accompanied by the sound of thunder occasionally.
The trees around were affected as well as their leaves swayed in the wind. The silver eyed beauty sat in the middle of the room in a yoga position.
Her eyes were shut tightly as she meditated. Colt laid lazily on the bed watching her. He could never get over the love he felt for her.
Even with her doing nothing, he found her alluring. She was just naturally attractive. She didn't have to lift a finger to make others fall for her.
He recalled the first time they met. She was twelve while he was fourteen. Though he was older, she was stronger than him.
Their training was excruciating. As a fourteen year old who was used to only worrying about where to sleep and what to eat for the day.
