Nathaniel just looked back down in silence.
She was right.
It was his fault for taking it seriously.
When he had to face the reality of things again, it hurt too much.
Lucinda really had nothing to say.
She had to remain rational until the end.
She didnât want to lose her good sense this time.
They were just acting, and that meant that nothing was real.
She had always been very clear about it.
What did he expect her to do now? To comfort him?
No way!
She didnât have a single comforting word to offer him.
âHurry up and clean the yard.
Iâm going to bed,â she said coldly while turning around to leave.
Before she took a step though, Nathaniel held her wrist and stopped her.
She let out a tired sigh.
âLet go of me, Nathaniel.
Iâm tired.
â She did want to sleep.
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He looked at her with his broken heart in his eyes and said, âLucinda, can you try to show me some care? Even just occasionally?
It breaks my heart everytime you hurt me.
â
His voice trembled slightly, but she could hear the plea in it.
His Adamâs apple rolled slowly as he squeezed her wrist in his.
Lucinda stood still in silence.
It broke his heart?
She knew it did, but to hear him say aloud that she was hurting him felt strange.
âYouâre being ridiculous.
If you feel like youâve been hurt too many time and you canât take it anymore, all you have to do is give up and leave.
I did the same thing, didnât I? If you canât stand it, then you might as well just give up,â she said, shook off his hand and strode into the villa without looking back.
She didnât close the door like she did earlier though.
Nathaniel sighed.
She was right.
He had hurt her uncountable times before.
Now, he was just getting a taste of the same medicine.
He deserved it all.
With a heavy sigh, he stood up and went to the back garden to get a broom.
Then he went back out and started sweeping the fallen leaves.