#Chapter 486: Control

Olivia “Hey, it’s okay. I’m here.” Nathan fanned at my face with a folded napkin. The cool air was a relief, but for the tenth time already, I offered him a weak smile and shook my head. “I’m fine, really,” I lied. “My legs just got a little weak, that’s all.” And for the tenth time, Nathan narrowed his eyes at me and pursed his lips. “I think we should get you home. You look pale.” Home. I could accept that—anything to get away from this luncheon, away from Dan and his biting words and his digging fingers. But I didn’t feel right leaving Clarissa here with him. Not after the way he had dragged her away suddenly. “Can we at least check on Clarissa?” I whispered. “I’m worried—” “Liv.” Nathan leaned in closer and lowered his voice. His blue-green eyes seemed to flicker beneath the light streaming in through the stained glass windows. “You have to let her go.” I swallowed. I knew he was right, of course; Dan’s warning had been loud and clear. But it didn’t make it