Chapter 270

• It was still night, almost three in the morning, and having him there, in front of me, for the first time, made me feel safe but I knew that seeing each other was dangerous.
• He lifts my chin with his fingers. I saw those blue eyes that only reflected the pain of everything done. I knew that getting attached to Mark was wrong in every way, but I allowed myself to feel it because after all, he respects my space (obviously it was common) and let me go, knowing that I could handle it on my own.
• "How have you been?" he asks, in a low voice, in an attempt to make this more intimate.