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Chapter Twenty-Five
"What's your happiest memory?" The question catches me off guard. With how playful he always is, I wasn't expecting such a serious question from him.
"Uh..." Yep I'm speechless. "Give me a moment to think"
I take a few seconds but rather than thinking of an answer I'm debating how to get out of answering the question as a whole. My happiest moments require thinking about Dad before he died. When we were a complete family, a happy one of four.
My expression must convey my sudden solemn mood because Roman asks, "Are you okay, Lindsey?"
His use of my actual name and not his nickname for me startles me.
"Yeah. I am"
"So, do you want to talk about it or...?" He tries to weigh my mood but I'm not giving anything away, there's no way I'm willingly having a heart to heart conversation with Roman.
"Nope" my voice sounds firm, thankfully, and leaves no room for argument.
"Okay", he relents, then proceeds to ask me
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