Racheal sat shocked, staring at Steffan’s face, just barely able to see it in the near darkness.

But she could see clearly enough the honesty in there.

His blue eyes were clear and honest, open and pleading.

“You should have said that when I wanted to hear it.” She said, shaking her head, starting to move away.

But he held her.

“I should have. I was a fool not to have.”

“I even told you once that I loved you. You said nothing.”

“I am sorry.”

“Stop ...