It was an overwhelming sensation to find in the same person the poison and the antidote, the rose and the thorn, the rainbow and the storm, heaven and hell. That feeling that you know is wrong but makes you feel so good. And Nate Jacobs represented all those emotions for you. There wasn't a label to refer to the relationship between you. You weren't best friends, and even less so a couple, but in some strange way, you had always been there. Always that sense of loyalty.

Come on, please. It'll just be this once. Nate pleaded again, urging you to accompany him to that party where Maddy would surely be. He hated the idea of ​​her rubbing it in his face that she had already found someone willing to make him jealous. He took you by the waist and pulled you towards him when you refused again, unwilling to help him in that back-and-forth he had with her. Just this once, okay? I'll do whatever you want. Ask me whatever you want, and I'll do it for you, but please, just accept.