Nathalia was confident, but she was never narcissistic. She didn't think she was charming enough to make someone like Nate Morgan fall in love with her, and pretty much at first sight.
Perhaps he likes me as a person, but it's impossible that he fancies me. She thought.
Wendy didn't know what to think about it. Nathalia could easily have what everyone dreamed about, but she wasn't interested at all.
"This is a great honor, a huge compliment, don't you think? Don't you feel proud at all? Any other woman would." Wendy questioned curiously.
"I do feel proud." Nathalia looked at her, innocently, "Because Spencer loves me. I feel like I'm the luckiest person in the world. But I'm not interested in any other man." She was sincere as she had always been.
There's a lot of temptation, arguments, madness in this world, all I want to do to live with my love. Whether someone else loves me or not, I'm not interested.
