ATHENA'S POVMy back presses against the rough bark of the tree as Nate's firm grip locks my hands above my head. His eyes blaze with a mix of anger and hurt, fueled by the words I just threw at him. I can feel the tension in the air, a heavy silence that hangs between us.In that suspended moment, Nate's fist hovers in the air like a storm about to unleash its fury. My heart races, and I close my eyes, bracing myself for the impact I expect. The words I hurled at him echo in my mind, regret settling in my gut.Seconds pass like eternity, but the expected blow never lands. Tentatively, I open my eyes, surprised to find Nate's hand still suspended, but now he's redirected it, slamming it against the tree beside my head. The impact sends a shiver through the trunk, and Nate winces in pain.I meet his eyes, expecting to see a rage mirrored in them, but instead, I find an agonized expression. His teeth are gritted, and a pained intensity marks his gaze. It's as if he's battling his own de
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