Prince Mathew.

She looked at me and simply said, “Okay.” She spoke softly, then paused for a moment as if weighing every word before letting it out.

I stood there, waiting and listening, trying to understand what she was really thinking behind that calm facade. I wanted to ask more questions, to push for answers, but I held my tongue. Okay, I thought, but that one word felt loaded, like a door opening to a longer conversation we both hadn’t planned to have right now.

I gazed at her, ...