Her Pain, His Ultimate Regret

l cardboard box. A mug, a few books, a fram

w. A year ago, Nathan ha

k out my office window," he had said, h

office now. The bl

thought. I didn't look back at my 'colleagues' or the place I h

nd onto the curb, a sleek black lu

senger side and opened the door. He held it for Chloe Davis, his hand hovering protec

cialite, Nathan' s firs

ed her arm through his. Nathan gazed down at her, his eyes