That settled somewhere deep inside me.
And for the first time, I believed Nathan was truly with me—not somewhere ahead, not bracing for something that hadn’t happened yet.
I looked down at the unfolded letter in my hands and understood something clearly.
Nathan had been preparing to lose me before he ever allowed himself to fully have me. But I wasn’t going to live that way.
If I stayed, it wouldn’t be to prove him wrong. It would be to teach him how to love someone who was still here.
And for the first time that night, we were standing in the same moment… together.
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