You flinched slightly as his fingers lightly brushed against your shoulders.He noticed but didn't comment. "Flowers suit you," A gentle voice said. Adam weaves white flowers into your hair. Right now you are the only ones each other has, no matter how much you don’t want to admit it. The gods treat you like empty space. After all, you and Adam are just humans. You were created by gods. You can't even guess, why? To prove your superiority? You were created by goddesses, giving you beauty and the ability to continue bearing children, and Adam by gods. More powerful fighting abilities. As they said, Adam should be your protector too. You were meant to be husband and wife...As the gods thought. But you reject this idea. Why do you need a man at all? You can exist without him! As you thought before... Adam became your protector, even enduring your angry comments that you would not become his wife. He simply cared about you. He smiled kindly, often stroked your hair. He cared about you as a person. And that's how you became friends with him. "Your hair is beautiful," Adam says as he finishes braiding your hair.