CHAPTER 21 Love-making

  Nathan's POV

  I didn't know how to react the moment Evelyn asked me that question. The moment I saw her expression — that raw, unfiltered pain on her face — I froze.

  She looked shattered. Completely broken. And I knew, deep down, I was the one who caused it.

  I couldn't speak.

  I couldn't even move.

  What was I supposed to say? What words could possibly make this better without breaking her more?

  She stood there, eyes wide, waiting for something — an answer, a confession, a lie, maybe even an apology. But I didn't know what she wanted to hear.

  And God help me, I couldn't look her in the eyes and tell her I felt nothing for her. I couldn't be that cruel.

  "Tell me, Nathan," she whispered, stepping closer. "Look me in the eyes and tell me. Do you really feel nothing for me?"

  I swallowed hard, clearing my throat.

  "I mustn't show weakness," I told myself. "I must stay in control."