Chapter 93 A Choice Made II

Nate kept looking at Madison, his dark eyes locked onto hers, searching for any hesitation, any uncertainty. But there was none.

She meant every word she had said.

The way she looked at him—steady, unwavering, full of conviction—made him realize that she wasn't just saying this on impulse. She had thought about it. A lot. This was something she had wrestled with, something that had lingered in her heart for a long time before she finally decided to voice it.

And now, here she was, waiting for his answer.

Nate inhaled softly, his thoughts momentarily clouded by the weight of her words.

Then, before he could even process his next move, his body acted on its own.

His hand reached out, fingers brushing against hers before he wrapped his palm fully around her hand.

Madison's breath hitched slightly at the sudden touch, her eyes widening just a fraction.

Then, Nate smiled.

It was a small smile—soft yet filled with meaning.