Natasha.

Nathan said softly and I stared at him in confusion.

What was he saying?

"Tell you what?" I asked and slowly moved backward, sitting at the edge of my bed.

"I know that Dante is hiding something from and you are the only one that can tell me what it is," Nathan said and I already knew what he was talking about, but I wasn't about ready to admit that.

"I can?"

"Don't play dumb with me please," he said, sounding a bit irritation. He walked to the stool beside my bed and pulled it back to the front of the door, sitting on it.

"I know that Dante...