NATHANIELAs promised, I have spent the last three weeks helping Betty with her rebrand. We’ve been meeting exclusively in public places— restaurants, hotel lobbies, or crowded cafés—as if she is terrified to be alone with me.There was a time that would have driven me insane, but now? Every single second I get to sit across from her feels like oxygen. And if I have to spend the rest of my life drinking coffee in hotel lobbies just to be near her, I will gladly do it.The air between us has been constantly vibrating with an unspoken, agonizing tension. And it has been that way since she found out Rhys’s club opening.Every now and then, I catch her giving me that heavy, searching look, like she is standing on the edge of a cliff, trying to figure out if she wants to jump. But the second I meet her eyes, that look disappears, and she looks away.I know better than to push her, especially now with Martha’s voice playing on a constant, bruising loop in my head: Just be her friend. Don't
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