Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Nathalie's eyes popped wide open. "Who says I can't have a milkshake?"

Morris's face turned serious. "Nathalie, alcohol and those flashy drinks are processed by the kidneys. You're not allowed to have them."

You could tell he was upset. Nathalie, seeing his serious expression, was suddenly thrown back to memories of her past life. Back then, she'd suffered from severe kidney disease, had no money for a transplant, and the pain from her swollen body was still etched in her mind.

A shiver ran down her spine. "I won't touch them anymore. I never mentioned to him that I have just one kidney, maybe he missed that."

Lincoln glanced between Nathalie and Morris, feeling an unexpected sense that they would make a good couple. Nathalie never paid much attention to her health when working; late nights and unhealthy drinks were her norm. When he tried to advise her, she'd agree half-heartedly, and he couldn't bring himself to be harsh, which weighed on him constantly.

But Morris, gentle as he was, laid down the law so firmly, and Nathalie took his criticism without a hint of resentment, accepting it with surprising ease.

It was obvious they truly cared for each other.

Lincoln began to wonder: if Nathalie was with Morris, would she be happier? Healthier? If so, why would he stand in the way of their relationship?

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