Nathan came in with his phone, demanding answers.I glanced at the screen - it was indeed my listing.I'd priced it low, and it sold the same day.I smiled casually, making up an excuse. "Oh, that's not mine. Remember Linda and her husband bought the same set? She wants a new one and asked me to help sell it.""Really..."He looked unconvinced, his expression softening. "Hannah, I've been too busy lately, maybe I haven't paid enough attention to your feelings. If something's bothering you, please tell me, okay?"I looked down. "Okay.""After my mom passed last year, you're all I have left."Nathan held me like something precious, his voice both promising and guilty. "Trust me, no matter what happens, you're the most important person in my life."I used to believe that.Nathan.I believed it completely.I caught the faint scent of roses on him. "It's late. You should shower and rest...""Just let me hold you a little longer."He wouldn't let go, resting his chin on my head.
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