"It's probably because of Francine Howards' words today," Mabel Quinn said. "Thinking about it, she has known you longer than I have. Before we met, she might have known many things about you that I did not, so I guess I'm a bit jealous." She confessed her feelings honestly.
He heard this, and his eyelashes trembled slightly; he gently lowered his eyelids to hide his emotions.
"What's wrong?" His silence prompted her to speak again, "Can't you say?"
"There's nothing I can't say," he chuckled softly. "Just thinking about where to start telling you."
"Then start from when you were 29, then talk about 28, then 26, 25..." She smiled and said, "Kyle, I want to know everything about you, whether it's good or bad. I don't want someone to come and tell me next time that I know nothing about you!"
