Eva POV
I can’t wait for when I don’t go into that foggy state and pass out. There is too much going on, and it seems to come on at the worst time.
My emotions are all over the place and I don’t need more. Like right now, for example, we are walking around with Killian being a tour guide.
He may be holding my hand and rubbing circles on the back with his thumb, as he tells me the history of everything as we go. But he is doing it with as much emotion as a brick wall.
One arm is behind his back in a gentlemanly manner. The other is holding my hand as he leads me around. His back is ram-rod straight, head high, stone face, and it sounds like he is reciting the dictionary.
Gone again is Killian, who is nothing but attentive, kind and thoughtful, to say the least. The man that has been wa
