As Levi was driven out of the suburbs. He leaned back in the seat and stared unseeingly at the passing scenario, the image of Lyse lingering in his mind. He could not help but keep replaying their brief conversation at the women's shelter on a loop, her soft voice, her searching gaze., her soft skin under his lips
He had told her that his charitable work had nothing to do with winning her back, that he was simply doing what he could to help. While it was true that he enjoyed the smiles on the faces of the little children, the truth was that, a small part of him hoped that his actions would show her the kind of man he truly was, the kind of man he still aspired to be for her. Maybe even impress her just the teeniest bit.
