It was not until the plane landed that Rosalie lifted the blanket and sat up calmly, her eyes clear and bright.

Byron glanced at her and was not surprised to see the clear look on her face. A touch of self-mockery crossed his heart, but he did not say anything.

Even with his present attitude, the woman was already trying so hard to avoid him. If he crossed the line again, it was possible that the woman would hide away at some place where he could not find her, just as she did six years ago.

B