Chapter 315 Farmer's Market

LUNIS

We were in his car, and I realized how different he seemed when it was just the two of us.

He drove slower than I expected, his eyes fixed ahead. Then, without warning, he said, "Who was that person?"

I tilted my head to the side. "Prisca?" I asked, unsure which person he meant. "She's my stepsister."

He shook his head, his eyes still on the road. "No. The boy. The one who keeps staring at