Nathan
I cleaned the steam off the mirror and stared at myself. Charlotte was right, I did look like s**t. But at the moment, I was not sure I cared. Somehow watching her lose consciousness this time was worse than when she fell. She was perfectly alright one moment and the next, she was in my arms unresponsive. It brought back memories and feelings that I didn’t want to recall.
Then there was the actual memory. I sigh thinking of everything Elizabeth had told me in the last sixteen hours. I wish she hadn’t. I wish I hadn’t asked. Wish I hadn’t badgered her. Because now I had to add this secret to the already big one I was going to have to hide from Charlotte. And I knew very well that the best way to end a relationship was secrets. But I couldn’t tell her.
My head was also starting to
