Hannah Hale smiled sweetly at Nathan Redgrave. After chasing him for so long, she finally had a response.
But she wasn't sure if his feelings were unique, or if they belonged only to her.
"Today... you rushed over without a second thought because Fiona Keating's sister was getting insulted... You still have her in your heart, don't you?"
Before, Hannah Hale's love had been unrequited, so she had no right to interfere with who was in his heart.
But now that their feelings were mutual, if they wanted to have a future together, they had to be completely honest with one another. Otherwise, even the most solid relationship wouldn't last.
"I..."
Nathan Redgrave's eyes flickered as he raised a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. "She's gone. Let's not talk about her anymore."
Hannah Hale pulled her hand from Nathan Redgrave's grasp and gave him an uncomfortable smile. "It's getting late. I'm going to my room to rest. Good night."
