Diane's POV.
The wine tasted delicious. It had some spicy taste and some peppery flavor dancing in it and the after taste still stung on my tongue.
Inhaling continuously and looking through the stairs checking Callum's return my ears continued to listen to his brother's series of boring stories. My eyes were mostly looking through his window glass cup of wine, how easily he held it and drank at every interval of his meal.
"Diane, you can hear me right?" He said for probably the fourth time since Callum left.
My eyes answered him yes but best believe my heart wasn't. Callum didn't totally warn me of this but I knew better than to see he is a talkative and is seeking for favor.
"So how did you and Callum get so close?" My tiny voice intruded his grunts. He sighed and belched even. Irrit
