Lexi's POV
Tears clouded my vision. I had come to realize that he had a unique way of speaking and boosting my self-esteem but I could never get used to it. Maybe it was due to the fact that I wasn't used to such sweet words.
"Why are you crying?" he asked, wiping a tear from my face with his thumb worriedly.
I sniffled and shook my head. "I'm just really happy that you think like that."
"The scars are not a problem for me but it's your body and if you don't like them, I can always speak to my mum, she knows an excellent plastic surgeon that can remove them," he replied. My eyes widened in surprise.
"Really?" I asked in disbelief.
He nodded. "That is if you want to. No pressure at all."
"Your mum would do that for me?" I inquired.
"Only if you want her to," he assured me. I sudden
