He staggered back as if hit by electricity. For him, the yes that had just been said, could only mean an answer to one particular question, and Alexis was also aware of that. With a face distorted by anger and disappointment, he stared at the girl still continuing the sweet talk on the phone, albeit with less and less conviction. The edge of Nathaniel’s mouth quivered as if he wanted to say something. His fists were pumping nervously, in and out, in and out, then he slowly reached for his neck and touched the tattoo as if it was burning him with a real flame. He looked away from Alex, and turning his back, stormed out of the corridor without another word. She followed him dimly with her eyes, her hand fell beside her powerlessly. The confidence she had had before was gone in an instant. Ex
