When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 2020 Winter Doubts

A frigid wind howled across the yard, and snowflakes drifted down in thick, steady sheets.

Charlotte stared up at the sky, the usual sparkle gone from her eyes, her expression distant and hollow.

Cecilia stepped up beside her and called softly, “Lottie.”

Charlotte blinked back to herself and turned toward her friend.

“Boss, what's up? Are the dumplings done already?”

Cecilia sighed. “They've only just gone into the pot. They're nowhere near ready."

"Oh."

“What's wrong? You look completely lost. Missing Sven?” Cecilia asked gently.

Sven had said he needed to go home to take care of something, though no one knew what. Cecilia hadn't pried.

After a long silence, Charlotte murmured, "I feel like Sven and I won't make it in the end."

“Why would you think that?” Cecilia frowned, unable to understand.

Charlotte drew a deep breath. "I don't know. We've dated for so long, yet I still don't really know him. I don't know where his family lives, who they are, or even what's on his mind most of the time."

Cecilia listened, at a loss for words.

"When he gets back, sit down and talk all of this through," Cecilia advised. “Ask him outright—some people are just oblivious."

Charlotte nodded quickly. "Got it."

“Come on,

she were

hand. “All right,

was nothing to do but wait until

already floating at

"Dumplings are ready. Come

over and began

ordinary weekend, yet the house buzzed with the warmth and noise of a

a small bowl to Queenie. The latter could

by, and dusk arrived in

guest to the door, and Charlotte

her shoulder. "Don't overthink it.

Charlotte agreed with

she left, Nathaniel emerged from

day playing with Jonathan and

Jonathan, meanwhile, had gone

to Sinclair

George's

the boy wanted

now held only Nathaniel

sat down, and murmured, "Come on, let's wash up and

Cecilia wrapped her arms around his narrow

let me

much had happened lately that Cecilia

at first, allowing her to wrap her

Only after a long