#Chapter 153: Pies & Endings

Olivia A few weeks passed after Nathan left. Angela kept reassuring me that he would miss his life with me and that he would return, but he didn’t. We kept vaguely in touch, but it wasn’t the same. He was a busy Alpha now. The house had never felt so hollow, the echoing silence a chilling reminder of Nathan’s absence. Despite the warmth of the early summer’s sun, a coldness had settled over the place, turning what used to be a home into a mere dwelling. His words played in my mind over and over, twisting my heart with each repetition: “Our charade is over… It’s not healthy for either of us.” But I couldn’t accept that. I wouldn’t. It was more than a charade, wasn’t it? The emotions that had blossomed between us, they had to mean something more. Determined to make things right, I decided on a plan. If Nathan wouldn’t come back for words, maybe he would come back for memories. And what could evoke memories better than a pie? Our time in the kitchen, baking toget