He turned, our eyes meeting. “I like you,
Evelyn. I just wanted you to know that with me, you wouldn’t have to worry about anything.”
His confession caught me off guard.
“It’s okay, Evelyn. I just wanted to share my feelings. I know you might not be ready. I’ll wait for you.” He paused. “I’m leaving
tomorrow. I have an exhibition abroad.”
“Will you come back?”
“Not for a while. But if you want to visit, I’ll come get you.”
