MEEKA'S POV::I excuse myself as soon as I can without making it obvious I’m running. My legs feel unsteady as I push back from the table and murmur something about needing the restroom. Nathaniel gives me a quick, concerned glance, his hand brushing my wrist like he’s trying to anchor me there, but I slip away before he can say anything more. The guilt almost hits me right away, but it leaves before it can even form. Honestly, I'm still trying to understand his sudden attitude towards me lately. He suddenly seems to care, and even has time for me, unlike the ‘busy’ him I've known since I can remember.He’s been trying to be good to me, clearly trying to protect the future we’re supposed to have, and here I am, already halfway lost to his brother. Which I don't even give a damn about anymore.The second the restroom door clicks shut behind me, I finally breathe.Not the polite, measured breaths I’ve been forcing at the table, b
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