feeling a chilling dread.
Nash’s tendons in his hand were severed, and while the discovery was made quickly and his life was not in danger, his hand was rendered useless.
Mr. and Mrs. Xander had no choice but to agree to let the two of them be together.
Nash could never pick up a paintbrush again, but he didn’t mind it one bit.
When someone asked, he would proudly display the long scar on his wrist, boasting, “This is proof of my love for Yvonne, this is my youth!”
But only I knew that those hands of his could have painted unique works of art. He could have been in the halls filled with an artistic atmosphere, enjoying the admiring glances of everyone.
After Mrs. Xander’s visit to the school, Yvonne moved to the seat farthest away from me. The two of them were now openly together. I heard there were a few breakups in between, but each time, Nash went and coaxed her back. As for Yvonne, she simply assumed herself to be part of the Xander family. After witnessing Mrs. Xander’s wealth and extravagance, and dissatisfied with her own modest circumstances, Yvonne often asked Nash for expensive gifts that students couldn’t afford.
However, Nash was determined to be with her. Disappointed, Mr. and Mrs. Xander cut off Nash’s allowance. Nash had already moved out of his home, and he rented a house with Yvonne off–campus.
Thanks to Nash participating in various competitions over the years, he had won numerous prizes and managed to save a substantial amount from his previous allowances.
For a while, they were living quite comfortably.
