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.

was across the

bleeding out

what you did with Sven. Anything you ever need, the Lindbergs will

on, you and I


In truth, the three men were friends who'd bled together more

sounded ready

help asking, "Hey-will you

as smoke, before Calvin

return when you get

gaze drifted toward Jocelyn's closed door. A long beat later, he muttered, "Let's hope that

to mean? Did something

for the first time, how cruel fate could be: both he and Yannick loved women

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

have a kid.

practice what you preach. Find yourself

about wedding bells, then fell quiet-each man staring into a

let the phone fall beside him, and stared at the ceiling


form in his chest. If her walls stayed up like this, marriage might never

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