Helen POV
Three waiters came out to the table with the bottles of wine -four of them in total, one I knew was meant for me while three were there for Justin- alongside the wine glasses which were stacked into an intricate pyramid.
They made sure the glasses touched just so on their edges before pouring the bottles of wine one flight at a time. The bottom layer was a deep red cabernet sauvignon, while a rich merlot was poured into the glasses atop it, and the third flight at the peak was made up of a beautiful Malbec imported from Argentina.
I asked for the Malbec for my bottle because I knew it was a fine wine---so I thought it must be lower alcohol content because why would people drink a fine vintage only to become drunken fools?
Justin didn't seem to have ever had wine in his lif
