Behind Closed Doors.

Just as she spoke those words, Lilia turned to him, and to her surprise, he grinned. Before he leaned closer—closer than usual—Lilia's heart began to race. He gently lifted her chin, his touch warm, and spoke in a low, hushed voice, "Tell me, Loris, why should I tell you?"

Lilia hesitated, her mind racing. Was it something private? Something he didn't want to share? She knew one thing about herself: no matter how painful the truth might be, if it was something private, she wouldn't want to pry. She respected people's boundaries, especially when it came to personal matters. If something private involved her, she wouldn't want anyone forcing her to reveal it.

Though it pained her to even consider the possibility of him keeping something from her, she understood. If it was something he wasn't ready to share, she wouldn't press further. After all, they didn't know each other well enough to start exchanging secrets, not yet.