Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 930

Nathalie fixed her gaze on Lizzy, her expression a mix of curiosity and suspicion. “You never used to chatter this much,” she observed. Lizzy’s thorough explanation felt almost too complete, leaving Nathalie with a lingering unease.

She slowly sat up, her body still aching from the previous night, and a flicker of fear crossed her face. Memories of Mick and Colby encouraging her to drink replayed vividly in her mind. As she pieced together the fragments of her hazy memory, a chilling thought crept into her mind, sending a shiver down her spine.

Could something have happened to her?

Her face turned pale as the blood drained away. In a moment of desperation, Nathalie clutched Lizzy's hand. “You’re not lying to me, right?”

Lizzy raised her hand, swearing earnestly, “If I’m lying, may lightning strike me down.”

Nathalie took deep breaths, trying to calm her racing thoughts. Maybe she was overthinking things. If Lizzy had explained everything, surely she could trust her.

“Okay, I get it,” Nathalie finally said.

Downstairs, Morris kept glancing towards the staircase, worry evident in his eyes. When Nathalie appeared, looking pale and unsteady, supported by Lizzy, Morris’s grip tightened on his wheelchair. His eyes reflected a storm of guilt, anxiety, and tenderness.

Nathalie joined Morris in the living room, settling beside him on the couch. Morris masked his guilt with a composed expression as he looked at her, the marks he’d left on her neck still visible.

A blush crept up his face as he remembered the previous night’s wildness, a wave of self-reproach washing over him.

“Nathalie, are you hungry?” he asked, his voice gentle.

“They already cleared lunch. How about I whip up some spaghetti?” Morris offered with a warm smile.

Nathalie rubbed her tired legs, muttering, “Why am I so exhausted today? Nathan, I’m starving. Make sure to add extra meat to the spaghetti.”

Morris chuckled. “Got it.”

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