Bab 172: Struggled with social anxiety

The next morning, everyone set out for the vineyard. Lucius had given strict instructions to the three men not to follow, desiring a private moment with Layla as they wandered among the sprawling vines. The morning sun bathed the vineyard in a golden glow, and a light breeze carried the earthy aroma of ripening grapes.

Layla paused, her fingers brushing lightly against the lush grape clusters. She turned slightly, glancing over her shoulder at Lucius. "Can I try them?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity and a hint of mischief.

Lucius smiled, his eyes softening as he took in her excitement. "Go ahead. Grandma won't mind. Just enjoy yourself."

Without hesitation, Layla plucked a few grapes and popped two into her mouth. Her eyes widened in delight as she savored the burst of sweetness. "Mmm! They're so sweet!" she exclaimed, her smile radiant.