Leah's POV
"Sago."
That was what he said, but that name hadn't come to my ears. He nodded his head affirming what he had said. That person must be very important to him, I thought.
"Who is this man?"
He went on with the soft massage on my head, but wouldn't speak. The smile was still on his face. He wouldn't hide it, and didn't turn his face away from me each time I felt he wanted to avoid answering a question.
"You don't want to speak about him?"
"There's nothing to hide from you."
There was no way I could believe that, and he must have known his statement had no hold. How was it that he mentioned "Sago", refused to talk about him, and then told me there was nothing he was hiding?
"I can't wait for the day we become completely knowledgeable of each other," I said.
"I also can't wait."
