Grace's POV

Nathan led me to a small, serene garden in the hospital courtyard, a quiet oasis amidst the chaos. He stood before me, hands shoved deep into his pockets, his eyes fixed on the ground, unable to meet mine. The weight of his betrayal hung heavy between us, an unspoken barrier.

“How did this happen?” he murmured, more to himself than to me, as if grappling with the moment his carefully constructed facade crumbled.

“It happened because lies can’t stay buried forever,” I ...