Chapter 72 - Romantic History
- But I just wait for Anton to reply, unwilling to let the slightly awkward silence get to me. Because I’m not letting him distract or joke his way out of the question this time.
- “Come on, Anton,” I say, holding his gaze. “You know every detail of my romantic life and you refuse to tell me anything about yours. I want to know.”
- He raises an eyebrow at me. “Every detail?”