Chapter 278

The steady hum of the hair dryer buzzed in her ears, her left one feeling oddly heavy, like it was full of water. Madeleine glanced into the mirror, then at Beckett, who was carefully drying her hair, his focus earnest. Did he really love her? If not, would he be doing all of this? "Beckett... do you love me?" She asked quietly, letting the sound of the dryer shield her voice. She knew he probably couldn't hear her. But Beckett suddenly turned the dryer off and wrapped his arms around her. "Madeleine… because of how I grew up, I didn't think I was capable of loving anyone. I thought I'd go through life cold and disconnected… Until you walked into my world. That's when I learned what it meant to fall for someone at first sight… and then fall even deeper." He'd read her lips in the reflection. He knew exactly what she was asking him. He also understood how fragile her sense of security was. "Madeleine… you've got to believe in yourself. You're someone who deserves to be loved by many," B