-Megan-
I'd been avoiding Nathan until I couldn’t anymore. Unsure of what to do, I'd tried convincing him to try harder for us, but his stubbornness persisted. However, he surprised me a little when I was unwell. Glancing at the hoodie he'd left behind, I pondered why he'd shown even a hint of kindness if he claimed not to care at all.
It puzzled me, but I avoided dwelling on it. Dwelling might make me believe Nathan had a heart, and if he did, perhaps I could persuade him to give our marriage a chance. Yet, deep down, I knew I'd only end up disappointed.
Remaining positive, I'd claimed a room in our large house for my own sanctuary. Maya had assisted me in ordering supplies, promising to help set everything up. Despite not seeing Nathan since Wednesday, he'd left his credit card for me
