These were words he would've never said in the past, but right then, watching her stand in front of his father's memorial, they just came out naturally.
Like somehow, facing her made it easier to say everything he'd been keeping buried in his heart.
"Speaking of which, my father must've met a lot of women in his life. I'm sure there were tons more beautiful than her, but he still gave up everything for just that one woman. What a fool," Jeffrey murmured.
"Your father probably didn't love your mom just for her looks," Rachel replied softly. "When someone really loves another person... maybe looks stop mattering. And maybe... love just happens, whether it's good or bad."
Jeffrey's gaze flickered as he stared at Rachel's face. "Maybe... you're right. When you fall hard for someone, appearance doesn't mean that much anymore..."
Just like how he felt about her.
He had seen way prettier girls, ones who were more charming or knew how to win a guy over.
