“You’re very quiet,” Benedict said softly. “I was just thinking.” “About?” “About what I’d miss—and what I wouldn’t miss—should my life drastically change.” His eyes grew intense. “And do you expect it to drastically change?” She shook her head and tried to keep the sadness out of her voice when she answered, “No.” His voice grew so quiet it was almost a whisper. “Do you want it to change?”
