“For what?”
She lowered her eyes.
“For judging you.”
The restaurant around us faded into the background.
“I thought you dressed that way because you wanted attention,” she admitted quietly. “I thought you enjoyed making people stare. »
She swallowed hard.
“But after hearing that man…”
Her voice cracked.
“I realized I never bothered to imagine there might be a story behind your smile. »
I didn’t know what to say.