There were many reasons. Perhaps the most obvious was that she liked him. Which was a paradox in itself, because there was no reason for her to like  him. But between his sullen moments, she caught glimpses of the person he truly was. He was introspective. He cared deeply about the people he loved. He liked to read Greek poetry and any book he could get his hands on. He was intelligent, resilient. He spoke plainly and didn’t seem to care what people thought of him. 