Adrian
She wasn’t ready.
I’d known that the moment the silence stretched on the line, heavy and uncomfortable, the moment she failed to give the answer I hadn’t explicitly asked for but had been waiting to hear anyway.
She was engaged. I had known that from the start.
Still, I’d taken her. Made her mine in every way that mattered.
But knowing she hadn’t even thought about breaking it—hadn’t even allowed herself to seriously consider us—that was what cracked something in me.
I leaned back in my chair, staring at the dark screen of my phone long after the call had ended.
I didn’t understand her.
She didn’t love Nathan. That much was obvious. She barely tolerated him. She didn’t even seem particularly attached to her family—at least not enough to sacrifice herself emotionally for them
