KYLIE’s POV
“How about we grab a bite?” Elijah asked me when we were in his car.
I looked up at him and smiled weakly.
“I’m not so sure I’m up for going to a restaurant when I just got out of prison, Elijah.”
“Nonsense.” Elijah said good-naturedly, “I’ll just take you home, you wash up and you’ll be fresh as new, looking as good as ever.”
“Elijah…”
“Come on, Kylie. It’s exactly what you need right now. I mean, weren’t you the one, grateful for your freedom a couple
Of moments ago.”
I thought about it and shrugged, “I guess.”
“Great. Now let’s use that freedom to the max. Romanticise life a little bit.”
I couldn’t help but smile at him, “Is that what you do when you go to those restaurants alone? You romanticize your life ?”
It was his turn to shrug, “I suppose you can call it th
