“I look at you, and I see me.” His lids flicker open, and I lose my breath at the raw vulnerability shimmering in his beautiful hazel eyes. And yes, they’re hazel. Shimmering in golds and greens tonight. “Hurt so much by the people who are supposed to care the most. Afraid to open up to anyone again. But so desperate to fit in that you’ll bend over backward giving and giving and giving until there’s nothing left for yourself.”
