Aria Vale.
My chest hitched from his announcement after the dinner at his family house earlier; I ran to him as his strides were faster than mine. I was about to reach out to him when my ankles twisted and my joints flared up in a sharp pain. I tried to reach for Nathan’s clothes for support, but I could only make a scratch on his vest.
“Ow!” I winced, hissing in pain.
I was about to fall from my weight resting on my good leg, but an arm quickly supported me. It was Nathan.
I chewed on my lips timidly. “I’m sorry it’s these stupid heels. I can manage.” I tried to convince him when I knew for sure I couldn't make it past the door.
He said nothing as usual, his emotions barely visible, and dropped into a squat, lifting my ankles delicately to rest on his hands as he stared at it.
