She slowly removed her hand from his grip."Nathan, I've never forgotten our years together," she said quietly. Her voice was calm, but it carried a weight that made the air feel tight. He was still standing with his back to her, stiff, unmoving, as though if he refused to turn around, he could also refuse the reality of what she was saying.He slowly turned to face her.His eyes searched hers again, desperately, looking for something, anything, that might tell him there was still hope. That the door hadn't completely closed. That somewhere beneath her controlled exterior, there was still a piece of her that remembered what they once had."But what's past is past," she continued, her tone gentle but firm. "We can't go back, and I've already—""Stop," he said sharply, cutting her short.He stepped forward quickly and took her hand again, almost as if he was afraid she would disappear if he didn't hold onto her. His fingers wrapped around hers with urgency, with desperation that borde
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