Grandmother's help (3)

"That is your loss," Celeste said, happily taking the two cups. What she mixed would help with other things.

"We don't need your help with whatever you are thinking. Now that I know you are fine, it is time for me and Rafael to leave. I can't have you scaring him off with more of your…drinks," Annalise stressed the word because she now had an idea of what Celeste offered them.

Was there anyone in her family other than her father not rushing to have her settle down with Rafael?

Rafael wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, desperately wanting the taste of what he drank to go away. 

"You can go," Celeste said, not against it because Rafael might feel the need to be closer to Annalise now. He should unless her husband had lied about the drink in the past.