Facing her indifference, Hansen Ruiz didn't know what to say. He would rather have her yelling at him as she used to; at least then he knew she was angry. Now, her detachment was like a breeze that vanished with the slightest puff of air.
He knew perfectly well what she was thinking.
"I'm serious about you, Rachel," Hansen Ruiz said, not wanting to give a long speech, so he summarized his feelings in one sentence. "No matter what my family thinks, it won't change how I feel."
Rachel Bailey didn't speak. She just quietly looked at the road ahead, lost in thought. Her small face was slightly tense, her lips pursed, and deep within her bright eyes, there was a touch of embarrassment and heartache.
