“Why would you be concerned for my family?” He was quiet for a few moments. I chanced a look at him. His gaze brushed over my hair, my face, lingered on my lips. “For my sister’s sake, of course.” His tone was gentle—and so intimate, my heart ached. I nodded, speechless. “She would be heartbroken if you left.” He looked away from me, toward the dawn. Eben and I passed the rest of the walk in silence, but he did not leave my side.
UGH MY HEART
