“You’re so beautiful, Elise Callisto,” he said seriously, his thumb brushing over my lips. “I didn’t know you’d ever even looked at me before now,” I teased, unsure how to react to his intensity. “I haven’t stopped looking at you from the moment you walked into our dorm. I’ve seen your pain, your sorrow, your light and your fire. And it isn’t enough. You captivate me.”
