SCARED

Natalie's gaze dropped to her feet, her eyes glazing over as she sought escape, but Raymond's words cut through her evasion.

"I'm sorry to say this now, but I guess this will be the last time we see each other, if you eventually leave here." he said, his sighing, Nat, you are... respectfully, a coward."

Natalie's head jerked up, her eyes wide with offense. "What did you say?" she demanded.

Raymond stood firm, crossing his arms with a straight expression,"I said you're a coward. You run away from things. From me, from your grief over losing our baby, from the truth about your feelings."

Natalie immediately turned her back against him. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Raymond shook his head, scoffing. "And here we have it." He opened his palms, frustratedly gesturing. "This is the mask you put on, the nonchalant act. This is the fake you."