C70 Chapter 70

Conor skeptically looks at me, unsure if he should tell me what's up or just let it go. He opens his mouth, wanting to say something, but I beat him to it and say, "Please, don't tell me. It's not my story to tell.”

Conor's expression softens, understanding my concern. "I wasn't about to say that, but rather, I wanted to say... before you rudely interrupted me," he says