Finding peace
Chapter 23 Finding peace I'm sipping on my coffee after dinner. I gazed into the most beautiful eyes, warm brown eyes. Sometimes, they have so many emotions, shifting to dark brown, almost black. During dinner, the silence was deafening, and the electricity in the air was loaded with emotions. Millions of unspoken words. Too many sentences left unsaid. The dining room's atmosphere is thick with nerves that don't know how to form words. The tension is tangible, and I can't imagine a way to ease it. I am lost and unsure what to say or do. I was holding his hand when we walked in to have our dinner. Having Nathan close gives me comfort; every action and word comes naturally. He took his seat, and I thought about Dominic as I looked into his eyes. What will he say? Oh god, I slept with his
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