Heartbreaking talk

*Mackenzie*

„There you go.” He offered me a steaming cup of tea, „This will help you fight a possible cold. Believe me. My mother is a herbal expert on this side of the country. You’ll find everything in her greenhouses. Headaches, cold, nausea, fever. Name any ailment, and my mom has herb for it.” He added with conviction as he blew his tea.

I grabbed the mug and thanked him while sitting, snuggled up with a warm duvet. I cleared my throat before taking a sip of a fruit tea, staring at this huge and entirely out-of-place guy in this small cottage. He said it belonged to him, but I couldn't imagine a man like him sitting in those tiny chairs or roaming around this narrow kitchen, not to mention taking a shower in a cabin that wouldn’t even accommodate him.

„Is this actually yours?” I asked shyly, „I mean Claire told me, but no offense. You look too big to be living here.” I tore my eyes off him and gaze