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“Have you ever visited Forestvale?”
“I have,” Nate answered. “You’ve brought this up before.”
The answer was the same, but Corrine’s perspective had changed. She no longer saw it as mere coincidence or fate. Tonight, she drew a different conclusion.
Her pulse quickened, fingers twitching slightly as she drew in steadying breaths. “So, five years ago, when I got caught in a fight during training in Forestvale, and someone shielded me all night… That was you, wasn’t it?”
Despite her effort to stayposed, a slight tremor betrayed her nerves. At her words, Nate’s lips curved into a subtle smile, his eyes holding an unreadable glint.
She hadn’t truly forgotten that night. She had simply never expected to cross paths with him again—never imagined the man who had once protected her was standing before her now.
Nate’s fingers intertwined with hers, his voice asposed as ever. “Back then, the local authorities turned a blind eye, and Forestvale became a ce wherew didn’t exist. It made for a perfect hiding spot—until I was discovered sooner than expected. The situation was dangerous, and just as I was making my escape, I stumbled upon you.” That moment was etched into his memory.
Under the dim lights, she had stood there with ear-length hair and a candy-colored rubber band around her wrist.
Her wide, expressive eyes peeked out from beneath her bangs, holding a beauty that seemed to epass the entire world.
She had looked like a deer that had wandered into a battlefield—lost, vulnerable, utterly out of ce.
Nate had never been one to act on sentiment or offer kindness without reason.
Nate gently pulled Corrine back and murmured, “Lie down and stay still.” Themand was simple yet firm, leaving no room for resistance.
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He reached for the inte, instructing the servants to prepare and deliver a meal.
As they waited, Corrine voiced the question that had been lingering in her mind.
“Have you ever visited Forestvale?”
“I have,” Nate answered. “You’ve brought this up before.”
The answer was the same, but Corrine’s perspective had changed. She no longer saw it as mere coincidence or fate. Tonight, she drew a different conclusion.
Her pulse quickened, fingers twitching slightly as she drew in steadying breaths. “So, five years ago, when I got caught in a fight during training in Forestvale, and someone shielded me all night… That was you, wasn’t it?”
Despite her effort to stayposed, a slight tremor betrayed her nerves. At her words, Nate’s lips curved into a subtle smile, his eyes holding an unreadable glint.
She hadn’t truly forgotten that night. She had simply never expected to cross paths with him again—never imagined the man who had once protected her was standing before her now.
Nate’s fingers intertwined with hers, his voice asposed as ever. “Back then, the local authorities turned a blind eye, and Forestvale became a ce wherew didn’t exist. It made for a perfect hiding spot—until I was discovered sooner than expected. The situation was dangerous, and just as I was making my escape, I stumbled upon you.” That moment was etched into his memory.
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