Benita’s POV Nathan took a shaky breath, his damp hair clinging to his forehead, his eyes searching mine desperately. “Benita, I thought I knew what love was,” he began, his voice trembling, lacking its usual authority. “I thought I loved Nina. I convinced myself that what we had was real. But the truth is, it wasn’t. It wasn’t even close.” I stood frozen, my heart hammering in my chest as I listened. “With Nina, I cared, yes,” he admitted, his tone tinged with regret. “But with you… Benita, it’s different. It’s overwhelming, consuming. With you, I feel alive. You challenge me, make me question everything I thought I knew. You make me want to be better. To deserve you.” He ran a trembling hand through his damp hair. “I didn’t realize it back then. Maybe I was blind, or possibly I was under a spell. But every day without you felt empty. I didn’t know how much I needed you until you were gone. And now that you’re here… I can’t lose you again. I can’t.” My chest tightened, and I
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