I Only Needed Your Face
"All right. As long as you don't mind."
Then her expression grew thoughtful, and she asked, "Do you want to hear my story?"
"Your story?" He blinked, caught off guard, then felt a quiet surge of happiness.
He had wanted to ask before but never found the right way. If she had chosen silence, he would have respected it. No matter how curious he felt about her past, he would never pry.
During the half-hour drive, Eliza told him everything. She spoke of Kyran, of Alban, of love and loss, and of the choices she had made. She kept her account concise but honest, leaving nothing unsaid.
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