Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Morris looked pale as he stared at the card Nathalie handed back to him. This

was the card he had risked everything for, the one where he had tucked away all his savings for her. And now, with Nathalie giving it back-what on earth was that supposed to mean?

Was she trying to create some distance between them?

Nathalie spoke softly, "Having some money on hand will make things easier for you."

Morris's fingers trembled slightly. "Nathalie, that money was a gift for you. I never planned on taking it back."

Nathalie replied, "I don't need it anymore. The company is doing well, and Stewart Enterprise is profitable every year. I can take care of myself now. Please, keep it."

Morris's voice was choked with emotion, "At least keep part of it. You don't have to give me the whole card back."

Nathalie insisted, "It's always good to have some cash on you, especially when you're away from home."

With that, she stood up and left.

hanging low in despair. Lincoln had managed to drive Morris away, but he

greatest distance in the world is being right beside someone yet feeling miles

He raised his hand but eventually

that he'd arrived with nothing, but now the room was filled with gifts from Nathalie. His closet was bursting

himself over to the window,

door next to

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He clumsily maneuvered his wheelchair out into the

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out as well. Their eyes met, full of unspoken

some fresh fruit. I just prepared it

softly. Lincoln's emotional intelligence

next moment, he heard Nathalie's irritated voice from the other room, "Dad, you can't