Chapter 11
“Nolan’s POV
I stayed in my study for a short while before I started feeling guilty about how the conversation had ended with Zoe. She wasn’t the type to get mail easily, even though she was hot tempered and sometimes edgy.
“Fuck me.” I muttered under my breath before standing up from my chair. I walked towards the window and stood in front of it. The night had definitely gotten colder and it felt like the perfect time to go back inside the room.
The years had passed in a blur and with the speed of lighting, we hadn’t even gotten the chance to take a break, at least to think about all that had happened.
I took a step closer to the window when I noticed a movement in the shadows beyond the light, and moments later I figured it was just my thoughts. I was getting tired and my mind had began to play tricks on me.
I brushed my hair with my fingers one last time before turning around to leave the room. I moved with grace and ease through the hallway, before finally getting to the door.
I turned the knob and pushed it forward, slowly and carefully. My best guess was that she was already asleep and I wouldn’t want to wake her up.
I put off my shirt and fell on the bed, landing on the soft mattress which as Zoe described it, was cold.
I turned my head to the other side and noticed how she was curled up with the sheets covering every inch of her. I leaned forward and tried to wrap my arms around her.
“Don’t!” She said suddenly, stopping me from moving
“You shouldn’t even be here.” She said again, before pushing herself to the edge of the bed. I sighed and adjusted myself to my previous position, looking up at the ceiling.
“Are you mad at me?” I asked, obviously knowing the answer even before I did. She Ignored me, but I knew she wasn’t asleep
yet.
“Is it wrong? What I said?” I asked again, wanting to have a reasonable conversation with her. But she was still ignoring me. turned my head to look at her and still had her back turned against me.
“Zbe-”
“Just stop,” she cut in sharply.
“Why?,” I replied stubbornly. “You’re clearly mad at me and I don’t want us to go to sleep with that in our mind.”
“Then stop asking questions, Nolan. It’s the middle of the night and both of us need to sleep.”
I took a deep breath and decided that I’d had enough, and with one quick turn, I grabbed her arm and turned her around, pressing her body against mine.
“I don’t want my princess to sleep with a frown on her face,” I said to her in a soft voice. Obviously aware of the kind of things she loved to hear and this was definitely one of them.
She was looking into my eyes and despite what I just said, she still had a frown on her face. She tried pulling away from me but I wouldn’t let her.
“You want me to apologize? is that it?” I asked pulling her even closer until our lips were almost touching. I could feel the warmth of her breath on my face and didn’t need convincing to know that this was what she wanted.
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Chapter II
“You never apologize, Nolan,” She said, feigning discomfort. My grip around her tightened a little bit and then I pressed my lips against hers,
“Is this enough?” I asked gently as I pulled away. The frown disappeared and was replaced by a smile, which didn’t last for more than a second.
“I just don’t understand you sometimes” She said, frowning again
“You’re all into me sometimes and will even go through a wall, and then in an instant, you change into someone I barely know. And you wouldn’t even let me comfort you… you know I don’t even know if it’s something that I can do, because you never give me any chance,”
I released my grip around her and tried to pull away, but she was the one doing the holding now and wouldn’t let me.
“This is exactly what I’m talking about.” She said in a low and disappointing whisper. “If it doesn’t suit you, you pull away. If it’s going to let me see into the depths of you, you shut the door instantly, and you expect me not to be mad.”
“You know that’s not true, Zoe,” I said to her and was now slightly regretting why I wanted to have this conversation all over again. I should have just let It go.
“You know, I’m not mad about what you said earlier, about my father. I’m just mad at the fact that you won’t explain to me why you make some decisions. If you won’t get to the ball, at least tell me why… but no! You prefer to leave me hanging.”
I rolled my eyes and let out a small chuckle.
“Is it funny?” She asked, she was frowning heavily now. I turned to my side and grabbed her by the arm again and before she could react, I pulled her into a bear hug and stayed like that.
“I’ll be there with you, I’ll attend the Ball. I wouldn’t want to pass on the opportunity to show off my beautiful wife for another year.” I said in a low, calm voice.
She looked up at me and smiled in slight disbelief.
“You suck, you know that right?” She cursed.
“I know,” I muttered with a smile and then hugged her even more tightly.
I couldn’t tell her that I still had thoughts of what happened years ago. Thoughts that involved her sister. The last time I had gone to something like that, I went with Ashley, and even though it wasn’t a night that was worth remembering, it certainly with now.
I still have dreams about her, dreams of how she would haunt me and accuse me of murdering her and her child. I couldn’t deny that, and I couldn’t even say that it wasn’t my fault. And as the days went by, it was becoming more and more difficult to deal with.
I swallowed hard and pressed my lips on Zoe’s head.
“Goodnight,” I whispered to her, but the only response I got was the sound of her breathing, and that was enough
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