“I’ll take you there.” His eyes were directed to the road as he said it in response to my reaction.
I pressed my lips together and nodded.
“I trust your decision. But anytime you need me, please, don’t hesitate to call.”
I smiled at him. “Thanks…” for everything. “Are you really… okay, though? You’re really fine with me moving out and living with Yves?”
“Whatever makes you happy, Tara,” he said in a cold voice.
It made me laugh softly. “I won’t forget the way back to our village. I will visit you anytime. You won’t even realize I moved out.”
He barely shook his head, and I doubted he was aware of it. “Be sure he’s serious with this and will be brave enough to wait for you at the altar. After the wedding…,” he cleared his throat. “I’ll have to live somewhere else.”
My brow furrowed
