Liz's POV

"He won't stop talking about you, my ears are full. All the time, every day," Jane kept blabbing on. "Sometimes, he would just stare at his phone and mutter, 'I want to call her, but I can't.' It is crazy. He showed me your picture countless times and he also told me your name but one thing is false about what he told me about you" She leaned closer and I creased my brows

"What is it?" I asked

"He didn't tell me you were prettier in person"

I blushed at her words. "Stop it" I muttered

"I'm serious, the cameras didn't capture all of your beauty. Just...