Chapter 10:
“How could it not…”
The pain of realizing her passionate devotion had been met with emptiness still cut deep.
Nate’s eyes lingered on her profile before he spoke, his rich voice carrying an unexpected warmth.
“It’s futile to fight for things unworthy of the effort. Save your tears for those who truly value them.”
His words sent her heart racing unexpectedly. Their eyes met briefly before Corrine looked away, suddenly unsettled by the intensity of the moment.
Hesitation flickered across Nate’s features as he continued, “Why fight for his love when his heart has already departed? A clean break surpasses prolonged suffering.”
His directness surprised her.
Their acquaintance hardly warranted such intimate counsel, yet his words resonated with truth.
Corrine had never been one to hesitate, and the prospect of watching Bruce’s and Leah’s daily displays held no appeal. Drawing a steadying breath, she regained her composure.
“We’ve already separated. There’s nothing left between us.”
Shock registered briefly on Nate’s face before he mastered it, suppressing a smile as he responded with careful control.
“Unrequited passion deserves release. Miss Holland, your spirit is more free than I anticipated.”
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“As you said, a clean break surpasses prolonged suffering,” Corrine replied.
“Besides, what must be begged for is mere charity. True gifts flow freely from the heart.”
Admiration flickered in Nate’s gaze as he arched an eyebrow.
“It seems we share similar philosophies.”
Their conversation flowed easily, time slipping away unnoticed until an elderly woman’s voice interrupted them.
“Sir, your grandmother requests your presence,” she announced, offering Corrine a warm smile.
“Perhaps this young lady would care to join us?”
Corrine turned to Nate with questioning eyes. His features softened as he gazed at her, a gentle warmth touching his expression.
“Would you mind greeting my grandmother?”
The invitation carried a hint of hopefulness that caught Corrine off guard. Her gaze drifted to the elderly woman standing nearby, noting the anticipation in her expression. After a moment’s consideration, Corrine gave a subtle nod of acceptance.
Evelyn Hopkins’ face illuminated with unbridled joy as she watched Nate and Corrine approach. Her hand lifted in an enthusiastic wave, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
“My dear, I hope you’ll forgive the sudden invitation.” This marked the first time she had ever observed a woman in her grandson’s orbit, and she could barely contain her delight.
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