“When we first came here, he was happy, seemed to enjoy women and his life, but his smile did not reach his eyes.” “Go on,” I prompted, leaning in closer. Maddie ran her hands through the ends of her long black hair and continued. “But now, when he smiles at you, his eyes smile too.” “They do?” Maddie’s lips curled in happiness. “He no longer looks at other women, though they lustfully look at him. He watches only you. Sees only you. Smiles at only you… I think, for him, you are the brightest star in his sky, blotting out those who have come before.”
