Cynthia's POV
Arther's words really scared me, and I felt embarrassed and puzzled, as if in their eyes a woman's choice was to go from man to man.
Adrian had probably received Mark's permission to go out and had been waiting at the door of my room, and when I got back to the door I saw him squatting there.
A teenager of his age always grew fast, and he seemed to have grown taller again in a few days. He was very thin, like a tree that has suddenly pulled up high, and only had time to make its height longer, before it had time to grow branches. I walked over and tapped the shoulder, he saw me and gave a surprised smile. "Cynthia! Where have you been?"
"I went out for a walk." I mumbled. I didn't really want to explain to him too much, it didn't seem to serve any purpose other than to ge
