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101: LET ME FIX US.

Author: Glittering gold
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-14 23:58:06

NATE’S POV

The silence between us loomed, thick and suffocating. Elara’s expectant gaze was fixed on me, waiting for whatever I had to say.

I knew this might sound crazy. Hell, I probably shouldn’t even be asking. But I couldn’t hold it in any longer.

I’ve already made my decision:

“What if we drop the act?” The words rolled off my tongue, easier than I thought they would. It’s been on my mind for the longest time, eating at me.

“Oh, I would love that more than anything.” She tilted her head to the side, taking a sip of her milkshake.

For a split second, relief washed over me. I wasn’t the only one thinking about this. Maybe we were on the same page after all.

But then, her next words hit me like a truck.

“I’m honestly tired of this façade, and I just want everything to be over with already.”

My Relief turned to disappointment, sharp and cold. I thought I knew what she meant, but clearly, I didn’t.

For a second, I considered holding back, swallowing the truth like I had so many times
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