매, 팔 콘 looked over at Becca. She was sitting in a corner, calmly looking around. After he signed off his computer, he came to sit in front of her. She looked at him, a small smile on her face.
“You're a lot like my boyfriend was,” she commented.
“Who was he?”
“Robin, protege of the Dark Knight.”
“Wow. Why'd he give 당신 up? Run out of 사랑 또는 something?”
“Father hates my guts. But I should've known. I'm not good enough for anyone.”
“Ouch! You're pretty harsh on yourself.”
“I have to be. 또는 I never see the way things are supposed to be seen.”
“What do 당신 mean?”
“I mean, if I were to condone my actions, I would think I'm the best choice for him. But I see that there are tons of other girls who would be better than me.”
“I'm sure that's not true. 당신 are the best girl I know of! At least, that I can think of! He must 사랑 당신 a lot if he's denied his father this whole time.”
“You mean three months? I guess.”
“Don't guess. Believe. It's the only thing that keeps us alive.”
“Thank you.”
“Anytime.”
Becca smiled at him and looked up at the ceiling.
“I feel like 당신 opened up a piece of me,” she whispered. “A part I've been hiding.”
“We all need help sometimes, Becca. 당신 allowed me to help you. 당신 allowed my to heal a part of you. That shows how willing about this situation 당신 are.”
“I never thought I could be healed.”
“You can. If 당신 let people help you. But 당신 know that. What I want to know is why 당신 let me heal 당신 when 당신 don't really know me.”
Becca cupped his cheek with her hand. She stared at him for a 분 before 키싱 his other cheek. 매, 팔 콘 looked at her, a light blush painting his cheeks.
“I don't have to know 당신 to see the good in you,” Becca answered.
Her thumb stroked his cheek as she stared at him. Her other hand touched the edge of his mask and stopped. 매, 팔 콘 stared at her before grabbing her hands. He pulled the mask off, revealing two electric blue eyes. Becca smiled as he leaned in to 키스 her.
“I knew it,” she breathed.