He could’ve walked away then. Let the mystery stay buried, let her remain anonymous. But something about her instinctive signing, her poised distance, and her life lived like an emergency exit; none of it aligned with someone dangerous. It aligned with someone who’d been wronged.
So Evan made a decision. Not to expose Lena, not to pressure her, but to understand what she was running from. He wanted to know why someone instinctively kind, warm, and understanding, as she had been with his mother, should otherwise be so fiercely protective of her life.