Jacob
Even though I’d somehow convinced Nathan that what he saw at the hotel was just Daniel and I talking, and that Will suddenly barging in and spewing all that was a total misunderstanding.
Nathan still felt me pulling away. And it hurt like hell.
His gaze grew more concerned every time I stepped back from his embrace. He knew something was off, though not all the juicy details.
Our bond was fraying, and it was all my fault. The distance grew like a canyon between us, with every lie I spun and every secret phone check.
Weeks ago when Daniel's text dropped like a grenade, I should've deleted it right away. Should've blocked him.
But I stared at it, memories flooding back like a toxic river. The way his voice used to drop to a whisper when he was angry, the way his hands could
