#Chapter 202: True Confessions

Olivia The room was cloaked in an almost unbearable tension, the weight of my question hanging in the air between us. Nathan’s silence had become palpable, creating a chasm that neither of us seemed able to bridge. Just yesterday, he had confessed to loving me. But the way he said it was so quick, so passionate, and so short-lived that I wasn’t sure. I wanted a real confession. I wanted to hear him say it slowly and meaningfully. “Nathan?” I pressed gently, my voice quivering, needing, seeking an answer. “Do you truly love me?” His blue-green eyes, usually so clear and bright, were now clouded with uncertainty. He shifted his weight, and the room was silent save for the sound of our synchronized breathing. Finally, he looked into my eyes, holding my gaze with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. “I have to put Elliot to bed,” he said, standing abruptly. “Nathan—” I began, but it was too late. Nathan was already gone, whisking Elliot down the hall. I cou