“He’s a romantic,” said Bianca. “He gets these ideas, love at first sight, those sorts of things. He’s convinced that you’re the one.” “The one? Like, the one one?” Bianca raised her hand. “I swear on Zeus’s beard, those were his very words. But I can see that you’re not that into him, so I just want to say, don’t mess with his head, okay? Go for it or don’t, but anything in between will probably kill him.”
