David stared at me like he was waiting and I had to blink and think back. What was it he had said?
Can we trust each other, Zara? Because it seems to me we have no other choice.
I sighed. "I want to trust you," I said to him sincerely, as earnestly as he'd ever made a confession to me. "And I'm frightened to trust you."
His brows pressed down over his beautiful eyes. "We are going to marry, Zara. We have to trust each other."
