Nolan POV
I had already made the decision.
Somewhere between that damned dance and the long nights lying awake, staring at the ceiling like it could give me answers, I knew I couldn’t keep burying what I felt. I was going to tell her.
Not in the middle of a fight, not in anger, not as some clumsy excuse. In private. Just her and me.
The problem was figuring out how.
Every night she was visiting Moonstone with Lance and Cassian I had thought of how to do it. Nothing seemed right. A candlelight dinner was too cliche. A letter too impersonal, though it might be the only way I could word it correctly.
There was so much that I had to say. So much to apologize for and the desperate hopet that she could forgive it was enough to make me nauseous.
I didn’t deserve to be forgiven. I knew th
