Mira's face contorted with a mix of grimace. She brows furrowed, eyes squinted shut and lips puckered in a tight line. Her body tense up, shoulders hunched .A slight shiver travelled across her shoulders as she grabbed Asher's wrist for support.
Asher watched her with furrowed eyes and so did the healer's wife and everyone else who were present.
Mira dug her nails further onto Asher's arm, finally falling over him and grabbing his chest for support.
Her eyes were still closed when she snuggled up to him, shamelessly in front of everybody and then finally fluttering her eyes open, she said, " It wasn't easy recoiling from this bitterness. I told you, it was harsh on my taste bud. "
Asher looked at her through the corner of his eyes.
" Impossible. " The healer's wife srood up in dis
