CINDRIX
“The time is ticking. What do you want to tell me?” I asked her. We just finished eating.
"I have a lot to say to you. But before that, let us drink first.” She took the bottle of wine that was on our table and she poured the glass in front of me. She also poured her glass.
Should I drink it? Maybe later she puts black magic on it. I shuffled my gaze at the wine first. I have to be careful.
I heard her laugh a little. “What are you thinking Don't worry, Cindrix. I did not put drugs or anything in that. You know I can’t do that.”
I looked at her. "I did not say anything," I replied and then I drank the wine, emptying the glass. It’s not bad. Not so strong.
Is this an alcoholic wine? I guess.
“Yeah, but I feel like that’s what you’re thinking. Actually, I am here to ask for f
