The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 656

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Nathalie struggled to keep her balance. She traced on his palm, [What are you doing? Are your legs broken?]

Lance curled his fingers around her cool ones. "My world is pitch black, and you are my only anchor. I have to hold onto you tightly."

That shut her up. She pressed her lips together and looked ahead. Whatever. Why argue?

Nearby, a bodyguard stepped forward to help. "Stay back," Lance ordered. The guard paused and retreated into the shadows.

Nathalie glanced at him in surprise and wrote, [Is your hearing that sharp?]

"Yeah," Lance murmured. "I'm constantly listening for your breathing just to know you're here."

Nathalie was exasperated. Was he ever going to drop the act?

She ignored him and slowly led him outside. There was a small park behind the inpatient building for patients to get fresh air. With night having fallen, the park was empty. The weather here was much milder than in Cabinda; even in a thin shirt, it wasn't cold. Finding it awkward to walk while she supported his arm, Lance simply draped his arm over her shoulders, pulling her against his side as she guided him. His warmth and scent enveloped her.

Reaching a bench, Nathalie patted his shoulder and wrote, [Let's sit here for a bit.]