Kind Hearts & Thick Skins

Nathan had spent the night counting down the hours until what could be considered a reasonable amount of time to give a woman space to forgive you; after you had abandoned her for seven months had passed.

He was able to wait until the next morning and had finally decided to call Rose. He picked up his phone and dialed her number.

As he listened to ring, it felt like his heart was vibrating in sync to the tone. It didn’t bode well for him if she didn’t pick his call; unless she would call back with the excuse of being busy or something.

If Rose answered his call then it meant that she hadn’t written him off yet and was still ready to give him a listening ear. So he would have the opportunity to fill her head with more lies.

Nathan had taken a course on Psychology in college and thought of himself as an expert when it came to human nature. He attributed his expertise to how he was able to easily manipulate Rose.

Maybe it was because he knew