'This… this wasn't possible.'
His eyes went to boy on the couch again.
'Just who is he..?'
He wanted to call for Lucas but then remember the errand he was on currently.
Alex looked at the kettle he had picked from the trolley before he pushed it away. And it was no wonder this color was much darker. Since Lucas had taught Kyle the way he made the tea, Alex had drank the one Kyle made, everyday since then. But this time? This tasted like the on his mother made. Alex rested his head on his table. Trying not be overwhelmed. He tried to calm himself.
If it was similar to the real taste that was a different case but this… this was the exact same thing. How was that even possible? Alex sat up again and relaxed in his chair. He picked up the cup again and took drank the whole thing.
He rolled the liquid in his mouth, savoring the bitter-sweet taste. He swallowed.
The flood came immediately.
