Hazel's curiosity about Will's past burned within her. He never said a word about his life before meeting her aside from a few generalities about college. They had lamented certain aspects of student life together a couple of weeks ago but that was pretty much it.
He knew the basic gist of her past, which was more than anyone else did. Didn't she deserve the same courtesy at this point?
Originally she hadn't minded his avoidance of anything personal but a certain degree of reciprocity was required in a relationship, wasn't there? All she really wanted was the basics.
"Why couldn't you go to school?" Hazel blurted out, unable to stop herself.
Will looked up from his book and raised an eyebrow at her with a slight smirk on his face. "Finally curious about your husband, are you?"
Her cheeks turned pink. "Well, it's only fair. You know my scandalous past—no one else does, by the way—so shouldn't I know at least a little bit about you?"
