"You still haven't answered my question." I didn't let Kris steer the conversation away. I wanted to know why he had chosen me—especially now, when I wasn't the docile, agreeable person I had been in my past life.
"Curiosity," he finally said, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "You looked at me as if you'd seen a ghost."
"Must've been awe," I replied with a dry laugh. "You're aware of your charm."
Ignoring my weak joke, he continued, "There's something interesting in your eyes." He turned the wheel smoothly, guiding the car down a different route. "I see defiance," he said. "I've grown used to people around me masking their emotions, all smiles and flattery, hoping for scraps while I feast."
"But you're different," he added, his voice calm yet deliberate. "Your eyes burn with a fire th
