SOPHIA’S POVThe moment stretched, thick with tension, as Nathan stood before me, his eyes locked onto the emerald pendant around my neck.“That necklace.” He said, his voice low and deliberate. “It suits you.”I arched my brow. “Thanks. Lucas thought so too.”Nathan’s jaw clenched, his gaze flickering briefly before meeting mine again. His presence was overwhelming, suffocating in the way it always had been – demanding attention, commanding space. He looked like he belonged here, yet somehow out of place in my world, a ghost from a past I’d long tried to bury.But ghosts didn’t just disappear, did they? They lingered, waiting for the right moment to reappear.Nathan took a step closer, his eyes never leaving mine. “We need to talk, Sophia.”I laughed softly, the sound hollow and sharp. “We don’t, actually. I think we’ve said all there is to say.”Nathan’s jaw tightened, his gaze flickering briefly before meeting mine again. His intensity hadn’t dimmed; if anything, it had sharpened.
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