Adina's POV

A thick, heavy silence descended upon the room, a tangible weight that pressed down on us. My chest heaved, the anger and hurt still a raw, open wound. I watched Nathan, his face was a mask of shock and remorse and a part of me almost regretted the venom of my words. But the other part, the part that had been so terrified, so dismissed, was still screaming.

He finally moved, his steps slow and deliberate as he walked towards me. "Adina," he began, his voice a low, pained ...