Nathan swallowed hard, his throat moving visibly. “Evelyn…” he started, his voice rough.

He scratched at his neck again, harder this time, the skin already breaking out.

Her grip tightened around her bag. “I know I did you wrong,” he said. “I know that. I messed everything up.” His words came unevenly.

“I have a lot to say… but just—just hear me out. Even if you don’t believe me…”

He suddenly hit his head hard. Evelyn flinched. “Nathan—”

“I—” He struck his head again, more forcefully.

Her eyes widened. “Nathan!”

“No, listen to me!” he shouted suddenly, his voice cracking with hysteria.

His eyes were wild now. “Evelyn… ever since...