Liam looked away, his jaw tightening. "Your parents will never agree," he said, his voice flat but thick with a hidden ache. "I'm a cripple."
To a teenage boy, a physical flaw was a lethal wound to his pride.
"So what?" Chloe’s response was immediate—firm and stubborn. "Liam, tonight, if it isn't you, I'm not choosing anyone."
A ripple finally broke the surface of Liam's calm eyes.
So what?
Did she not realize that the moment she walked toward him, every gaze in the room had shifted from admiration to pity—or worse, mockery? If she stayed with him, she might be trapped under those judgmental eyes for the rest of her life.
Chloe looked at the boy she had adored from afar for so long and bravely reached out her small, fair hand. "Are you willing?"
The face before him was breathtakingl
