The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 338

The next morning at 7:50, Nathalie slipped into the coffee shop. The place had barely opened. Staff buzzed around behind the counter, half–awake, already moving fast.

“Nathalie, over here!” Damaris waved her over with a big grin.

Nathalie dropped her bag onto the bench and slumped down beside her.

“A blind date

the morning. This is a first for me.”

Damari

Las

brows and shook her head. “Girl, you have no idea. ted to meet at one in the morning and just sent me a other one met me at three in the afternoon, shot back s soon as he sat down, and when I suggested dinner, said om all the coffee. And now, this one bothers to schedule for s still not here.” She rolled her eyes.

e stifled a laugh. “Your m dos, huh? Why is she so

amaris blew out a breath taying single in my far prospect my way. I supposed to me

Nathalie ga

probabl

the

eally working overtime with the to get you married off?”

d and half annoyed. “Who knows? lly a crime. She throws every bizarre y gorgeous. How are any of these guys

ic pat on the shoulder. “Honestly, today’s off for your mom. You can come with me to at’ll be more interesting anyway.”

it, is Lance actually agreeing to the divorce?” eyes soft. “Yeah. No more waiting around for court

her squeal, trying not to attract attention. “Finally. You’re jerk. He and Felice can be each other’s problems now.”

Coffee cups clinked

urled in the air, Nathalie

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ordered hot milk instead of coffee, sipping it quietly. She just smiled, not saying much, calm but clearly relieved.

At 8:10, the doorbell chimed again. Damaris glanced at the entrance and nudged Nathalie under the table. “That’s him,” she whispered.

Nathalie looked over, then did a double take. Her expression froze in disbelief.

ambled their way, his suit awkward and too big for his frame. He b–over of thin, wispy hair and had a huge black When he grinned, his eyes almost disappeared.

ed a desperate

Mole right by his

He kept fidgeti

Trying to st

to shield

‘Dama

Dan

e sad little patch of hair on his head.

Nathalie pretended to fix her own hair, using her arm ne shot Damaris a look of pure shock.

sure this is the guy your mom arranged?” she whispered. ghed, her face falling. “I didn’t expect this either.”

opped at their table, staring straight at Damaris. “So, you’re ght? I’m Zack.”

missing a beat, Damaris answered, “Nope, not me. Wrong

blinked, confused. He turned to Nathalie. “Are you Damaris, then?”

is eyes lit up as he stared at her, practically gawking, mouth halfway open.

Before things could get any weirder, a friendly, familiar voice called out from behind. “Nathalie.”

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