Conrad didn’t know what to say, he didn’t understand what about him was attractive and in fact, he never thought about it. Only now did he understand what Isabella meant when she said it could get problematic.
Constance ran her hand through her face and turned to Conrad, “What are you thinking?”
“I don’t know” he answered frankly.
“It’s alright Conrad. I’m just different because I have always been too busy to actually live a life. Older Immortals are usually more mature.”
Conrad laughed and glanced at her and she turned to him with a reassuring gaze.
“It’s alright, I am not brooding over you or your marriage, it’s just…I don’t know” she turned back to the distance.
“What is it?” Conrad gently shoved her with his elbow.
“I already said it. You all see me like an aunt or a great-gran
