Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 848

Nathalie finished her meal and glanced up at the sky, which was steadily darkening. The clouds were thick and heavy, signaling that rain was on its way.

She turned to Morris with a gentle smile and said, "Hey, why don't you come home with me, Morris?"

But Morris, having just finished his burger, ignored her completely and lay down to catch some shut-eye, his eyes closing as he drifted off. Nathalie's request went unnoticed.

Feeling a bit miffed, Nathalie pouted, "Morris, you know the deal-eat my food, you're my responsibility now. So, come home with me."

Still, Morris didn't budge.

Seeing no other option, Nathalie decided to hunker down next to him. "Alright, if you're staying put, then I'm sticking around too."

She mimicked Morris's relaxed pose, sprawling out beside him, hands tucked behind her head, trying to find some calm.

But her heart was anything but calm.

She broke the silence, her voice tinged with anxiety, "Nathan, are you mad at me for not visiting you these past three years?"

Morris's eyelashes fluttered slightly, but he kept quiet.

Nathalie continued, almost talking to herself, "Nathan, I think about you all the time. I worry about you in prison-not having enough to eat, not staying warm, and maybe even getting bullied. It's just..."

faded to a

caught a faint snippet: "We've grown up, and there are lines between men

lips as the clouds parted. Her absence was due to a misunderstanding about his

others first,

Such a caring soul.

truly swayed by the power of the city's richest

to him,

heat up, grateful for

figure out it

didn't exactly send a

murmured, "Better to be honest. If they're too

Her thoughtfulness was touching.

landed on Morris's

early spring nights in the city

home," he

voice was soft, almost pleading, "Will you come with

his head away. "Is it

"Wherever I am, that's your home

Morris fell silent.

or the McCoy family. But why won't you come back to our home?"