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

Chapter 2061

Her reflexes yanked her hand free. Under the bedside glow, her eyes darted everywhere but his face, as if the air itself had grown too tight to breathe.

"I... I'd rather wait until after the wedding. It just feels right that way."

Seeing her fear, Yannick eased back, palms lifting in surrender. "All right, whatever you say. You must be tired. Get some sleep—I'll finish the bed myself."

She shook her head once, tucked the corners with meticulous care, then slipped out, soft footsteps swallowed by the hallway.

Yannick sprawled across the mattress afterward, staring at the ceiling as if it hid answers. He turned left, right, left again-sleep refused to come.

His phone lit up. On the screen blinked Calvin's text: "Why aren't you picking up?"

During dinner he'd been laughing with Jocelyn, phone muted, time erased. He'd never noticed Calvin's calls.

He thumbed redial without thinking, pulse thudding in the hush.

"Hey, Calvin, what's up?"

"Took you long enough," Calvin said, worry outweighing annoyance.

in. Phone was across the room-didn't hear

exhaled, tension bleeding

for what you did with Sven. Anything

you and


Calvin introduced to Cecilia. In truth,

Calvin sounded ready

help asking, "Hey-will you ever come back

thick as smoke, before

when you get

closed door. A long beat later, he muttered, "Let's hope

mean? Did something happen with

the first time, how cruel fate could be:

fine. I'm the problem." A soft, self-deprecating laugh. "You know me-born to roam, never pictured marriage. Now it's racing

her, build a life, have a kid. We're not getting any

what you preach.

few more half-teasing, half-earnest jabs about wedding bells, then fell quiet-each man staring into

the call, let the phone fall beside him, and stared at the ceiling fan that carved restless shadows


his chest. If her walls stayed

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