Nathan stared at Amelia in wonder. Amelia found she was terrified of what he would say. She recalled the fact he never seemed to want to tell her who his soulmate was. She yanked her wrist back from him.
"Look, just tell me I'm not your soulmate. Don't drag it out, okay? Don't get my hopes up. You know I can't handle that." Nathan didn't say a word, he just pulled up his sleeve and held out his wrist. Amelia Blake. Her name was on his wrist. "I don't understand. Why didn't you say anything? Why didn't you tell me?"
"You were with Karl. He was your soulmate. I didn't want to be the reason you left him. I wanted the choice to be yours. I wanted you to leave him because you wanted to not because you wanted to be with me instead. And I certainly wasn't going to be the other man. So, I waited. I stood by and hoped that one day you will realize your own worth and that maybe you would stop believing in soulmates as much so one day when I showed you my wrist, you wouldn't write me off. And now here you are, with my name on your wrist and I don't know how we got here. What the hell happened back there?"
"I think he was going to kill me. That's the moment it must have changed because everyone knows that soulmates can't kill each other. The moment he decided to act on that desire must have done it. But I started asking him why he did this to me. Why he hated me, and he started talking. He just spilled everything. It just took the fight right out of him."
"Guess you talked your way out of yet another situation," Nathan smirked.
"Oh shut up." She laughed.
"Amelia," She stopped laughing. Nathan had an intense look in his eyes that made her shudder. With what? She wasn't sure. "I love you. I have loved you for years and I will continue to love you for many more. I understand if you do not feel the same and if that is the case then please tell me now but I want you to know that if what you need is time then I am prepared to give it to you. I can wait for as long as you need." Amelia felt tears spring to her eyes. She didn't deserve him. She felt so unbelievably undeserving of him. How did her life go from awful to not so bad? Not great. Not even good. Not yet at least.
"I love you too."
"Really?" He looked so surprised that she winced.
"Nathan, I've been in love with you for years. I used to lie awake at night hoping that the next time I looked at my wrist, it would say your name instead. Now it finally happened. And you were willing to give me as much time as I needed. I don't deserve you."
"You never give yourself enough credit. If only you could see yourself the way I see you." Nathan rested his hand on top of Amelia's and they smiled tentatively at each other.
Everything was going to be okay now.