She was stunned to discover that Cyrus was more striking than ever, his beauty somehow refining each time she looked upon his face. She loved the dark copper of his hair; the sharp slashes of his brows; the sun-kissed glow of his skin; the devastating depths of his blue eyes. The more she came to know him, the harder it was to behold him, for he was like the sea, unfathomable. And he’d told her he loved her.
