EVEN AFTER Sianna and Eliezer had returned to the rest house, she still couldn’t get their earlier conversation at the hot spring out of her mind. In some ways, that place had suddenly become memorable to her because of what they had shared there. It had been too deep—too meaningful.
Why hadn’t she met someone like Eliezer sooner?
It almost felt hard to believe that he could actually like her. That he would value her. Take care of her.
Not all men were like him. And honestly, everything was happening a little too fast for her.
He’s one in a million.
They hadn’t done anything at the hot spring except enjoy the moment and soak a little longer after their emotional conversation. After that, Eliezer had suggested they head back since it was almost lunchtime.
There was a belief in that pl
