~Layla~
He turned around, his eyes scanning his phone after his call before lifting his head and looking at me. This was the first time in two days that he made eye contact with me. Nathaniel had been gone by the time I woke up, not saying a word during the day and coming back to the room only to sleep. No dinners, no walks, no talks at all until now. What changed?
“I just got some good news,” he said and looked genuinely happy.
“Who was it?” I asked and closed the book. I heard the weakness in my voice, but there was something about not having spoken to anyone for two days and being completely ignored that made me squirm for some type of contact… from anyone. Nathaniel hadn’t only closed me out but also told everyone else in the house to do the same. My dinner was delivered in
