Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

His plan was straightforward: make sure Morris enjoyed every moment of his life.

When Nathalie walked through the door, she found her dad in the kitchen, sweating like he was in a sauna. She grabbed a napkin and gently wiped his forehead.

"Wow, you're really laying it on thick. What do you want from me?" Lincoln teased

with a grin.

Nathalie, with a mischievous glint in her eye, asked, "Dad, did you pass my message to Nathan?"

"What message?" Lincoln pretended not to know.

Oh, he knew alright. It was her heartfelt confession to Morris. He was well aware that Morris loved her just as much. But they couldn't be together, and Lincoln couldn't bear to give his daughter false hope.

Nathalie looked at him, feeling let down.

"Oh, my terrible memory! I totally forgot," Lincoln said, slapping his thigh as if he'd just remembered.

Nathalie's face fell. "How could you forget something so important?"

make sure it doesn't slip my mind again," Lincoln said, pretending to be busy. He picked up a spatula and made a

no help from her dad, Nathalie decided to be brave

room.

"Nathalie, off work already?"

and playful. "Nathan, I don't want you to leave me.

was most defenseless against her charms; he

stay a few

No way,"

months?" Morris

her

dad said you worked hard today, and he's cooking a feast to

easily, "He's not doing it for me. He feels guilty towards you and is too embarrassed to apologize directly, so he's expressing it through firs

chuckled, "Your dad

was relieved. If Nathalie kept questioning

moment." Nathalie put away her work files in the study and then bounded back, pushing Morris

the dinner table, a splendid feast awaited them. There were dishes inspired by cuisines from

that