MAHALIA
Vasilios raised his wine glass and I watched him drink it unhurriedly. I couldn’t help but ogle him. The way his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he gulped made my throat go dry. I did catch Sarah’s teasing look but I simply ignored her.
“Happy New Year,” I mumbled, drinking my own wine afterward.
“I wish that every one of us at this table be happy all throughout the year!” Sarah began, before gazing at Vasilios who finished his drink. “I wish you can get out of your coin prison for good, not just temporarily.” Then she went on to look at me in the eyes. “I wish that you’ll get all the good things you deserve, Lia. I love you, sweetheart!” She stood up to give me a hug.
I rose from my se
