“She’s going to push you away.” Closing the book, I rest it on my lap as I give her a sad smile. “I know.” “You do?” she says, her brows high in shock. “Yes, she has runner written all over her.” “Well, she may be a runner, but she isn’t a long distance one. Give her time and she’ll come back.” Her head turns, and following her line of sight, I see her staring at her wardrobe. “Bella has a good reason to fear a relationship, but that isn’t my story to tell. With time, she will open up and share it with you.” “Patience is a virtue,” I say. “That it is.”
