Nathaniel
Without thinking, I pushed the door open; her familiar gentle floral scent filled the room, tendrils of hair falling from her low loosely tied ponytail. Her eyes bulged out from fright; she held on to her arm tenderly.
I drew her to me instinctively; my eyes fell on her arm, and I held it to see if she had injured herself.
“Are you hurt? I asked.
“Nathaniel, I’m fine.” She tried to pull away from me, but I held on to her firmly. How scared she must have been during the attack? ! I pulled her into my arms, my arms wrapped around her, feeling stupid for pushing her away.
Julius was right; I was rash in my decision to push her away. My relationship with Aria is not as simple as I would like to believe; even during the days she was a mere personal assistant, she was important
