Nathaniel said, “That day, you stood in front of me and bravely defended me. That’s when I fell for you.”
I was dumbfounded, I did defend him that day, as the Iversons were from a prestigious family. Besides, I was not afraid of those rich kids and their arrogant attitudes, so I stood up to them.
Back then, I was simply defending “family” as Shawn’s girlfriend. Then again, no one would have expected Nathaniel to have feelings for me since that moment.
I snuck a glance at him. After all these years, I had never noticed. Every time we crossed paths, he was always cold and distant, buried in company files.
“How did you know I was using a dating app?” I asked.
Nathaniel replied matter–of–factly, “I’m connected with you on all your social platforms, including your dating apps.”
I was speechless, thinking that was kind of scary. Nonetheless, after learning about his feelings for me, my perspective shifted slightly.
After the fall, the doctor said my pregnancy was unstable. Hence, Nathaniel and I agreed to stay in Rosheria for a while. He had to travel back and forth because of work, but stayed put.
Two months later, my belly remained surprisingly flat, showing no signs of pregnancy. Meanwhile, Nathaniel had lost weight from all the traveling.
I felt bad for him and suggested he stay back home since Tara was here to look after me. However, he would not listen and insisted on flying back and forth every week.
As spring arrived home in early March, I was preparing to return at almost six months pregnant. Nathaniel bundled me up in multiple layers but was still unsatisfied, adding another coat.
Outside, he continued to worry, asking, “Are you cold? Should you wear another layer?”
I looked down at my few layers of clothing and remained silent.
