Evelyn's POV
My heart was broken—completely shattered into tiny, irreparable pieces.
For a fleeting moment, I'd felt alive. No, I was alive.
For the first time in seven years, I felt whole, like myself again.
It was as if the Moon Goddess had finally shown me mercy and brought Nathan back into my life. I thought he felt it too.
I thought he still loved me.
I thought he remembered what we had, what we shared before everything went wrong.
I thought he felt the same fire, the same longing that I carried in my heart all these years.
But it was a lie.
Nathan barely looked at me after we made love.
No. It wasn't just sex. It wasn't some meaningless fling to me. It was love—at least on my part.
I gave him everything at that moment. My heart, my soul, every buried emotion I'd locked away for years.
But to him… I don't know what it was. He acted like it meant nothing. Like he'd just shared a bed with a stranger—a random woman he picked up at a party.