Chapter 59

“Advocate? I thought that after you went blind you abandoned any idea of being a lawyer.”

“I never said that.” Sebastian’s enthusiastic smile fluctuated to a wider, prouder one. “I’m a lawyer. I graduated and everything, but I never practiced. I have been helping with therapies since I met La Roja, but I have been a training instructor for fourteen years.”

“I should have known,” I growled, embarrassed. “That’s why you had me eating out of your hand.”

“You already know my secret,” he laughed out loud, easily breaking the tension that thinned the air in the cabin. “Come on, come on. Does this change anything?”

Yes, because it managed to impress me even more. If Sebastian had managed to transcend beyond his disability and felt comfortable with it, what was stopping me from improving?

“Now I understand it all. You heard from me what you wanted to hear, then.”

“Oh, no, my friend. I heard what you wanted to tell me,” he retorted, with a sly smile. “In f