He got up to sit beside her. He turned her body to face him and took her hand. “I am... I am in love with you.” He was having a hard time, but he was determined to have it out. He tried to compose himself first. “The thing is, seven years ago I was in a relationship. I loved her, she was my life. We were happy for a while until something happened.” His voice was as low as a whisper now. “She was Solara’s sister. They were inseparable at the time. That’s why he attacked me in the garage the first time we met.”
“So he attacked you because you broke up with his sister seven years ago. Am I getting this right?”
He took her hands in one of his and used the other to tuck her hair behind her ear. “We didn’t break up. She died.” He could say anything after that. She was silent. What could one sa
