Chapter Ninety-two

NIA'S POV

After my mini talk with Elsa, I sat alone in the garden, loving to think that the air that swept through my face was great and something that was at least taking a nice turn. The wind swept through my hair and I closed my eyes to its gentle touch. Maybe the morning was not bad at all. I heard footsteps just as I was about to stand up and move directly in the direction of the God-given wind, I turned to find Silas staring at me. A small smile on his face. I smiled too. I couldn't hold back, but not too flirty or and not to give anyone the tea in a mug. Especially Crystal. We were standing in the open area of the garden. Close to the doors, where anyone could easily throw their eyes and catch us... I prayed that day would not come. At least not now, not till I have figured everything out.

"Hey." He said. Eyes still smiling.

"Hi. You know you're becoming a garden person, that is kind of unexpected, trust me. You're more of a field guy, in fact, no wild guesses here, you are." I