Alessia:
I needed air.
The greenhouse was warm and comforting, yes, but after hours of sorting, labeling, checking, and double-checking herbs under Sienna’s hawk-like supervision, my legs begged for movement.
And I wanted to get some fresh air away from everything that said walls.
So I slipped out.
Just for a walk.
Just for a little space.
Just for myself.
Sage purred lazily in the back of my mind.
Fresh air… and maybe fresh mate scent if we’re lucky. Why don’t you call him to come? He wouldn’t mind.
“Sage,” I hissed under my breath, “I’m walking. Alone. I want a little break from all of this.”
You could walk into him, she murmured sweetly. Accidentally on purpose. You don’t need to say that you’re not enjoying it.
“I am not.”
Well, I am. And I will not try to hide it like you
