Prologue

The look in her eyes was different from what he had known before. The warm gaze she would give him before the one he had hoped to see was now colder than eyes.

He took a step forward to her, but she took two steps backwards.

The look on his surprised face satisfied her, but even with her satisfaction, the aching pain in her heart was still there. She did not understand her heart. Even after years of hating him, he would still influence her.

Even after stepping two steps, she wanted to walk for steps toward him.

"Natalie, can't we return to how we were?"

She scoffs at his request, "Go back to how we were. I don't want you anymore, don't ever look for me anymore, Jonathan."

"Nat, I'm sorry I –"

She could only look at him in disbelief and walked away from him. Her steps were heavy as tears started dropping one by one, but she kept herself strong. She's not willing to fall for it.

Until a voice reaches out.

"Natalie Miller, you don't know how I stay up most nights thinking of you while trying not to think about you! Missing you while trying not to miss you, but it was always you."

She could only smile, glancing behind, "Well, I guess it's too late because I don't like – no – I don't love you anymore."