Bianca didn’t know what to say after Dave asked her that question.

While she stayed silent, Dave stood up and looked down at her. His voice was calm and soft. “Bianca, I’m not the bad guy you think I am. I don’t want anything from you.”

She looked up and saw him walk to the kitchen with an empty plate in his hand.

She glanced at the breakfast in front of her and held her fork tighter. She cut into the fried egg and took a bite. The creamy taste filled her ...