Raavi walked towards him, feet wet, getting dirtied by the soil with her every step. She was about to sit down across from him, but his offered hand moved to grab her. Swiftly, she was brought to his lap, hitting the arrangement he made on the side—which made them laugh. For a moment, she was stricken at the sound of his merriment, not expecting that he would be open about showing his emotions. Her hand instinctively reached out to touch his face, to tenderly caress it.
“Why did you bring me here?”
“I don’t want to stifle you in that house.”
She sighed. “Thank you. I could certainly use a breath of fresh air. This place has given me it. Do you go here frequently?”
Caspian shook his head. “I only come down when I have time.”
His hold on her tightened, but upon remembering that she stil
