Saving Haven.

I should have put the pieces together sooner. But that isn’t how the story goes, is it? The girl is always the last to know. But what did I know, exactly? What had I found out about him that I didn’t know before? Was he any less shrouded in secrets now than he was when I met him?
I didn’t think so. I didn’t think I’d ever really figure out what he really was, not completely. Maybe it would be better that way. After all, isn’t ignorance bliss?