Chapter 20
Nathan's POV
Five Years Later
The movers had been going in and out for three hours and I had not said anything to any of them beyond what was necessary.
I stood in the middle of the sitting room with my arms crossed over my chest and watched them work, and every time one of them looked at me for directions I pointed or gave one word and looked away.
I did not have patience for small talk. I had not had patience for much of anything in the last five years.
The house was new. That was the entire point of it.
I had sold the other place 3 days ago to the government since it was close to Main Street, although I didn’t want to, because I was waiting for her.
Marcus had said once, in the last real conversation we had before everything between us went silent, that I had a ha
