“Nathan?” Sasha’s voice was close behind him.
Nathan’s chest ached and he tried to keep walking away, tried to avoid how much it hurt to remember what he had done.
But Sasha’s voice sounded so broken, “Nathan, please,” as lost and as hurt as Nathan felt, only Sasha’s pain was Nathan’s fault
Stopping just before the door to the bathroom, Nathan reached out and clutched the doorframe to steady himself, his knees weak, almost shaking. He looked back over his shoulder and saw all the anguish on Sasha’s face like a blow to his chest.
“I kinda wanna…hold you all night,” Nathan said hoarsely. “Maybe I wanna do more. But I don’t want you thinking it’s for the same reasons as the other night. I want you for you. I need you. I’ve missed you so damn much. Because the Veil was Hell without you, baby. The Veil was Hell withyou,” Nathan tried to smile off that twisted truth, “but believe me…herewithout you is worse.”