The gentle weight of that sentence stirred something unexpected in Nora's chest.Over the years, she'd weathered more than most people could imagine, and not once had anyone thought to ask whether it had been hard on her. She'd never even let herself sit with the question.And today, of all people, it's him who asks.Was it hard?Yes. Unbearably so, most days.I've fought for every inch of this.Her brow furrowed, something unfamiliar rising and threatening to spill over. She steadied herself, and when she pushed back against Weston this time, whatever mist had gathered in her eyes had already cleared.Composed again, gaze level, she was fully herself once more unshakeable."This is the road under my feet. I walk it no matter what it costs."Weston held her gaze, his calm exterior masking something aching underneath. He slid his hands into his pockets and smiled. "I know."---They parted ways in the parking lot. The moment Weston got into his car, he called Nash.He sat watching Nora
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