Her eyes continued to scan the page until they finally landed on one of his drawings and after staring at it for several minutes, she started laughing.

It was a drawing of her.

She remembered how she had told him that she would never wear a dress, and she had meant it. When they had first met, she had insisted upon dressing as a boy, so Roman had drawn her in a pair of shorts and a shirt, the outfit covered up with her leather jacket.

It had been one of the first times that she had laughed. She could remember him telling her that she was beautiful, and that...