Mathias

"I don't know that I'm any of those things," Veronica murmurs, lowering her gaze again before hazarding another look up at him, veiled by her lashes. As the words start tumbling out of her, she thinks she must be shaking, there's such a nervousness to her, and yet she manages to keep very still, hands clasped before her. "And there's nothing crazy about it, except maybe me being crazy about you. You're... you're amazing, Mathias. You just are. If anything, you deserve better."