Chapter 39

• Xavier glanced at me briefly, his expression inscrutable. "I'm from South," he replied, conveying finality, ushering in a veil of silence once more.
• "Today was the most I've ever heard you talking and laughing," Xavier remarked, his eyes briefly leaving the road to offer me a warm smile. "It was nice. I would like to hear it more often."
• Caught off guard, I blushed and averted my gaze, prompting him to retreat slightly. It seemed like he had mentally scolded himself for speaking without a filter.