NovelApexChapter 1354: Nate stepped forward, his arms opening to embrace her. But Corrine subtly shifted away, avoiding his touch.
His hands hung in the air for a moment, lips pressed into a thin line, before he stepped forward again, pulling her into his arms.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis head rested against her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His lips brushed against her temple, his voice low and soothing, like whiskey with a touch of honey. "Are you angry?" As she stood in his arms, all Corrine could think about was his injuries. She didn't dare struggle, allowing him to hold her, her worries about his condition outweighing everything else. The familiar scent surrounded her, evoking a strange sense of comfort, something long lost but never forgotten.
In that moment, the anger and resentment that had plagued her heart vanished, swept away like leaves in the wind.
Corrine felt a deep sense of self-pity.
But was this not the way of people? When standing face-to-face with the one they loved, they often yielded tafter time, their hearts softening, as if bound by invisible threads.
Seeing her beautiful face shadowed by frustration, Nate let out a soft, resigned laugh. He leaned down again to envelop Corrine in his arms, his eyes slowly closing as he inhaled the faint, lingering scent of her skin—a subtle comfort amidst the chaos.
The room fell into a hush, but the silence was not uncomfortable. There was no need for words; the quiet spoke volumes.
After an eternity of stillness, Corrine's voice broke through, muffled and strained. “How did you get hurt?" Sensing the storm of emotions simmering beneath her words, Nate hesitated, then answered without evasion, “I was shot." Latest chapters in glovesCorrine's brow furrowed slightly at his blunt admission. Neither Matias nor Saul was the sort of man who left his opponents unscathed, so it was rare for Nate to caway injured-let alone by a bullet.
Taking a steadying breath, Corrine fought to calm the tempest within her and asked in a flat, controlled tone, "Where are you hurt? Is it serious?" Nate's voice was unyielding in its honesty. "My lung... and my heart." A wave of anguish swept over Corrine as she processed his words. Her teeth clenched, her jaw tightening with the strain.
His heart-if that bullet had shifted even a fraction, he would have been lost to her forever.
He had been on the brink of death, yet he had concealed it all from her. She shuddered at the thought of what might have happened if luck hadn't been on his side.
The very idea of his death gripped her like a vice, a cold, numbing sensation creeping through her veins, NO suffocating her breath, leaving only the gnawing ache of what could have been.
Her fingers curled into fists, nails digging into her palms. Her throat felt You should like it was closingu felt rest now. I'm leaving." The words barely left her mouth before she turned and walked away.
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