Nathan's POV
I didn't know how to react the moment Evelyn asked me that question. The moment I saw her expression — that raw, unfiltered pain on her face — I froze.
She looked shattered. Completely broken. And I knew, deep down, I was the one who caused it.
I couldn't speak.
I couldn't even move.
What was I supposed to say? What words could possibly make this better without breaking her more?
She stood there, eyes wide, waiting for something — an answer, a confession, a lie, maybe even an apology. But I didn't know what she wanted to hear.
And God help me, I couldn't look her in the eyes and tell her I felt nothing for her. I couldn't be that cruel.
"Tell me, Nathan," she whispered, stepping closer. "Look me in the eyes and tell me. Do you really feel nothing for
