~Nathan~
One moment I was sitting at the dining table, pretending to listen to whatever nonsense Bob was saying while Yssa laughed like he was the funniest man alive, and the next moment I was pushing my chair back, excusing myself like a man who still had control over his life when in reality I was barely holding on by a thread.
Because sitting there, across from Kate, watching her act like nothing had happened between us earlier, watching her avoid my eyes like I was the problem when she was the one who walked into my space and turned everything upside down, it was doing something to me that I did not like.
It was messing with my head.
My control.
My sanity.
Every little thing she did, the way she held her glass, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear, the way she laughed softl
