AC: 38

Gillian

“Do you remember when I told you that I didn’t pick this line of work?”

I nodded my head. “Vaguely. You told me that you were hired for this.”

“Well, that’s true. But aside from that, I wasn’t left with a choice. This is something that I had to do.”

I frowned. “What do you mean?”

He leaned his elbows against his lap and let out a deep breath. “My father—,” he started off, his voice breaking with the utterance of his close relative.

I placed my hand on his lap. “We don’t have to take it that far.”

He shook his head. “No, I promise you that I’ll be completely honest. I’ll tell you everything...everything from the start. There might just be some moments where I would find it difficult to talk.”

I patted his lap. “Then feel free to stop whenever you want to. Take your time, Cupid. I’ll just be right here.”

He nodded his head and sat straighter. “My father was a great man—he really was,” he smiled. His sincere smile struck a cord in my heart, and I could tell that he was truly sin