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Chapter 70\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nolan POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve never willingly admitted to feeling guilty about much, east of all the way I treat Ellie, but it was nearly 5:00 p.m., and she hadn\u2019t left her room at all today. Considering the arguments we\u2019d been having recently, it was difficult not to blame myself for that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t seem to stop snapping at her ever since I found out about Felicity leaving. Ellie was right, it wasn\u2019t her fault that the situation had escalated to this point. Felicity carried plenty of the blame as well, but that didn\u2019t make Ellie blameless, and her pouting did nothing but remind me of why I disliked her in the first place.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not that that was all she was doing-she seemed to be vacillating wildly between shouting at me and sobbing in her room. It didn\u2019t make any damn sense.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And no matter how many times I asked, she wouldn\u2019t tell me what happened at that doctor\u2019s appointment. It had seemed so important to her as soon as she returned home, but now it was like she wanted to pretend it never happened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t sure if it was a moment of weakness or my curiosity getting the better of me, but I found myself carrying a plate of dinner up to Ellie\u2019s bedroom. When I knocked on the door, I half expected her to scream at me, but instead there was a long silence before she quietly called, Come in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It became obvious why the moment I opened the door. Her eyes were red and puffy; she was sitting in bed in her pajamas with the blanket pulled high and a pillow clenched against her chest. She had obviously been crying, and not just a little.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Something twisted in my gut that felt a lot like guilt. As much as I wanted to ignore it, I found myself approaching her, holding the plate of food out like a peace offering.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou haven\u2019t eaten today.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She held the plate warily, then looked up at me. \u201cNo, I haven\u2019t. Thank you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I watched as she took a small bite, chewing slowly while pretending that she didn\u2019t feel awkward with me in her room. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looked miserable-more so than I\u2019d seen her in a long time-and this didn\u2019t feel like the drama I was used to from her. My instincts rarely led me astray, and they were telling me right now that something was significant\u00a0<\/p>\n
about this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cEllie, what\u2019s going on?\u201d I asked, deciding to be blunt about the question in the hopes that she\u2019d stop trying to dodge.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI just haven\u2019t been well since the accident,\u201d she said softly There was no heat to her words, no accusation. It sounded like she was just tired.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was that twisting in my chest again-that guilt. I had completely dismissed her accident, but she really hadn\u2019t been the same since. Maybe she wasn\u2019t just being dramatic. Maybe she had really been seriously hurt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But if that was the case, then my attitude had only made it worse. Still, I shouldn\u2019t care. Maybe this feeling was just a reaction to the argument I\u2019d had with Lance the other day. Maybe, on some level, I wanted to prove that he was wrong about me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But playing nice with Ellie for one day wasn\u2019t going to undo all of that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean by haven\u2019t been well?\u201d I asked, my voice weak.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her eyes snapped to me, and I waited for her to tell me off again. But she didn\u2019t. Instead, she sighed, sounding\u00a0<\/p>\n
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defeated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t remember anything or anyone. Not really. Still not even sure I know who Rae is, and it\u2019s so scary trying to live like this. When I interact with people, they look at me like I\u2019m an alien, and people keep expecting me to be something that I\u2019m not. And I don\u2019t know if the me now is real, or if the other me was real. Does that make any sense?\u201d she asked, her voice barely audible.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d I replied. \u201cIt makes sense. You really lost your memory?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know why you don\u2019t believe me,\u201d she said, frustrated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause you play so many head games with me. You have for years,\u201d I replied, my own frustration leaking through. \u201cYou always exaggerate things and make a mountain out of nothing. The way that you manipulate to get my attention is maddening. I thought that you were just doing it again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She stared, and I stared back, the moment stretching on for an awkward length before she looked away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t remember being like that. Were things always like this between us? Did we always fight like this?\u201d she\u00a0<\/p>\n
asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shook my head and sighed. \u201cNo, not always. We actually got along pretty well at first.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s hard to imagine,\u201d she said with a wry smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt does seem like a lifetime ago, even though it\u2019s only been a few years,\u201d I replied. \u201cBut we did have good times\u2014 at least for a little while.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did we even meet? I can\u2019t remember anything. I can\u2019t remember our wedding\u2026\u201d she trailed off, sounding frustrated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe didn\u2019t have a wedding,\u201d I replied. \u201cWe had a very small private ceremony. It was quick, nothing elaborate.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A look passed across her face at that-quick, too quick for me to place it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Felicity had been so upset when I told her that I\u2019d met my fated mate. There was no way that I could have gone through with a huge, elaborate ceremony. It would have torn Felicity apart. So we\u2019d skipped all of that. At the time, Ellie didn\u2019t seem to mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe didn\u2019t have a wedding\u2026 I guess that\u2019s why I don\u2019t remember,\u201d she said softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd as for how we met-I was meeting with some important officials near the Rogue Zone. We stopped for drinks to continue our negotiations, and you were the waitress.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat seems so normal,\u201d she said with a laugh. \u201cThat\u2019s really it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shrugged and made a non-committal sound. \u201cWell, we fell the pull, so that\u2019s all it took. I went home and made arrangements and a few days later you joined me here. You\u2019ve been here ever since.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looked surprised by that, her eyes widening just a little. \u201cWe\u2019re fated?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d I replied, keeping my voice even. \u201cThat\u2019s why we go married. Do you really not feel it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She shook her head slowly and frowned. \u201cMaybe? I\u2019ve been so disoriented and everything has been so chaotic. Maybe I just didn\u2019t notice.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFocus. Take a deep breath and you\u2019ll feel it. I still do, every time I catch a whiff of your scent. It\u2019s like \u00e1 tingling sensation in your chest, like butterflies.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. When she looked at me again, there was a skeptical look on her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cThat\u2019s it? I don\u2019t understand. If we\u2019re fated, then why did you reject me? Everyone\u2019s told me how I embarrassed myself chasing after you, but it was never enough. Why?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I considered my answer for a long moment. I didn\u2019t think Ellie and I had ever had a heart-to-heart like this, and considering that things between us were going to be ending so soon, part of me felt I owed her honesty.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So I answered,\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I resent the fact that I even have a fated mate. I don\u2019t believe in the goddess.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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