CHAPTER 50

KRISTINA'S POV

He sounded exhausted and I hated the sound of that; it's like he's forcing himself not to worry and instead trying to hide the fact that he cares about me. Something told me that wasn't exactly true. I didn't like it one bit. It felt like lying, pretending he wasn't worried about something when we both knew deep down he was.

I decided that I wanted to talk to him about it. I needed to. Whatever this was, it was eating away at both of us and I didn't know who it was hurting the most. But it had to be someone, right? Because otherwise it would drive one of us crazy.

"Nathan, please tell me what's going on!"

The desperation I heard in my own voice surprised me. I didn't mean to sound so desperate, though. But it happened all the same. And the way he flinched at my loud outburst brought me some satisfaction. When he remained silent I continued in a quiet tone.

"Huh? What do you mean, Kristina?"

"Please?"

I didn't want to use the tone that made everyone avoid me. Even