16: Trust and Worries

Avery

I tapped my finger impatiently on the table, waiting for Nathaniel to join me. I wondered what was going on and why he suddenly walked out of the table, I couldn’t help but wonder if it was something that had to do with me.

I tried not to worry or care about what was going on but I couldn’t help it, I knew something was wrong somewhere, I needed to find out what was truly going on but at the same time I felt I was prying into his privacy, perhaps it’s nothing that I have to bother about.

Just then while I was getting drowned in my thoughts, Nathaniel walked in, his usual composed demeanor replaced by a troubled expression. His eyes seemed distant, and his jaw was clenched. I confirmed something was wrong immediately, for the little time I have known him, he was always composed and his demeanor never slipped.

He sat down on the table looking at his food as if he was avoiding his gaze and I didn’t realize when the words slipped out of my mouth.

"Mr. Hart, is everything okay?"