Bared to you: Part Six

The breeze swept away her words, and with it came the silence that ensued. Esme looked ahead again; her gaze followed the rock formation along the river to the trees and hills as the sun beamed down on them. It really was the perfect location for a casual stroll; it was just a shame they were discussing such topics.

"My mother.." Esme began, taking a step forward and inhaling deeply as the wind blew across her face once more. The lavender scent is now much more potent than earlier. They were definitely not alone. Still, Esme continued. "My mother was a very cold and calculative woman." She started to stroll forwards and heard the crunching of stones and leaves from behind her. She didn't need to turn to know Gabriel was following her; it seemed he was giving her a little bit of space.