"And you think I'm perfect?" He caressed her cheek with his thumb. "I know who you don't often see." She seemed to forget that Conrad had been friends with her for longer than they had been 'together'. He saw a different person than she did. He saw what she had potential to be. He'd always believed in her and in who she was. She was exciting, she was dear to him and would be, even after crushing his heart in two.