Speaking of Yao Tianming, Micah's thoughts circled back to the main reason he had befriended him. His gaze gradually shifted until it settled upon Ilyas, and as he observed the young man more carefully, his eyes narrowed with a quiet sharpness that betrayed the wheels turning inside his mind. Previously, when he had considered potential companions for Darcy, Yao Tianming had seemed like a perfectly acceptable choice. The young man possessed a naturally charming disposition, paired with a gentle and easygoing temperament that made others feel at ease in his presence. It had seemed reasonable, even practical, to imagine that such a personality might complement Darcy's more reserved and distant nature.
However, things were starting to change, and another candidate came to mind. Why hadn't he considered Ilyas before?
He was good-looking, decent, and quietly strong-willed. Even after such a horrific experience, he hadn't broken under the trauma.
