The Wrong Woman

Nathan gripped Mila's shoulders before gently pushing her away. He looked intensely at her and said, "Why didn't you listen when I told you not to go?"

Mila explained, "She probably has something important to tell you, so I left to give her the opportunity."

Nathan sighed, "Paranoia is so terrifying. I was molested."

Mila nervously touched his arms. Looking up at him, she angrily asked, "Did Fenna molest you?"

"Mentally, perhaps. Does that count?"

Mila nodded and replied, "Yes."

"So, you've caused serious consequences by leaving me alone just now. Do you realize that?"

"I'm sorry," Mila apologized as she cupped his face. She felt guilty, and her eyes filled with tears.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't know she would be so out of line. What did she say to offend you?"

Nathan explained, "She said we were still attached, and she was afraid you would find out, so she asked you to get out with this excuse."

Mila's expression suddenly changed. She couldn't help but curse, "That bitch, is she out of her mind?"

first time he had seen Mila

"Just

said, "Hitting a woman is not

say that, I would have slapped

put his arm around her shoulder and

why would she think you guys are still attached?"

moment before replying, "She got transferred. She's now

her tracks, Mila

at her expression. As he expected, Mila looked extremely

your mind?" Nathan

said lightly, "Nothing,

personality disorder. Talking to

follows her own thoughts and feelings. She's

to protect yourself. Be wary of enemies, but also be

Nathan smiled bitterly.

on the bed, he was mindful to leave some space for Mila. He held her wrist

said, "It's too cramped. You won't be able to

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