“You’re absolutely sure this is a conversation you want to have in the toilet on an airplane?”
Francesca looked up at Jonas and he regretted cornering her like this because she was going to insist on talking to him and now that they were together like this it really didn’t feel like the right time or place to talk about what their future might hold.
“You’re the one that came and bothered me while I was in here alone.”
“You were crying.”
He reached out to her and she shied away from him because he was close to touching her face and she couldn’t stand to feel his hands on her skin when she was unsure of what they even were anymore.
“It doesn’t hurt.”
He hadn’t suggested that it did, though he did want to take a closer look at her injuries and he suspected that she was hurt more than sh
