CROSS

“Everybody is made for love,” he countered softly. “You just haven’t found the right man yet.”

To that, Raven chuckled dryly.

“I can assure you, Raven, if that right man hasn’t already been in your life, someday he will come along,” Robin continued with a tender smile. “Then he will love you, cherish you, make you happy and wipe away all the tears that you cry.”

With that said, Robin reached his hand out to wipe a lone tear Raven didn’t realize she had shed. Raven didn’t flinch from his tender gesture but simply looked up to meet his masked eyes.
Keeping his hand on Raven’s cheek, Robin continued softly, “All you need to do is give him a chance.”

Understanding his insinuation, Raven placed her hand on Robin’s wrist and squeezed it lightly before she let go.

“Maybe someday,” she promised. “But I just don’t think I’m ready to let anyone in right now.”
Letting his hand fall to his side, Robin nodded with an understanding smile.

“I’m not going anywhere.”