The Storyline of Loving Nate
Loving Nate is a story about a young woman who falls in love when she should’ve been standing in love. I open up this tale with an acknowledgment/dedication to someone named “Superman”. A bit of advice that I received from this man was to never fall in love – stand in love. Over the years, I’ve considered this lesson of sorts, even thinking back to when I was in a similar situation like Leah.
Leah meets the perfect man when she literally runs into Nate. She is swept away and is beyond help. Sadly, Nate knows that Leah is weak for him. He takes advantage of his effect on her, as she allows him to drift in and out of her life. Nate is the type of man that knows how to carry himself with a confidence level of perfection. He is totally irresistible! Leah is easily led.
My personal experience was not as shameful as Leah; however, I’ve known a version of Nate. Like Leah, I marveled at his charms and lusted for his perceived excellence. Where my experiences part ways with Leah is that I eventually pulled away when I realized that this man might have a hidden life. I paid attention to the red flags, putting an end to a situation that was sure to rip out my soul.
I always wondered what would’ve happened if I had remained in Leah’s situation. Therefore, Leah’s journey is a hypothetical journey. I also considered something that many women might contemplate – what ifs. After taking Leah on a roller coaster romance, I offer an alternative ending for reflection sakes – walk away or fight for love. After you’ve given your all to a relationship, do you ever consider the pros and cons of leaving, especially if total heartbreak seems inevitable? That is at the heart of Loving Nate.
Loving Nate is Leah’s story of falling in love with Mr. Perfect. Leah falls fast and hard, losing all sense of reasoning. Love can do that to a gal, especially when the guy is as smooth as Nathan Moore. Loving Nate is about Leah’s journey of falling in love when she should have been standing in love.
I’ve decided to provide two very different endings to this novella. Have you ever made a decision and wondered whether or not it was the right choice? Or perhaps you made the right choice because you knew that the alternative would’ve been disastrous? This is my gift to readers. Regardless of Leah’s final choice, I wanted readers to be able to reflect on the possibilities.
I was the one waiting around, hoping that this time Nate wouldn’t leave. I spent so many hours staring at him while he slept. Wondering if tomorrow would be the day he’d disappear, once again. Crying and desperately wanting Nate to stick around forever.
When you love someone, there’s no switch that can be turned off and on. The fire doesn’t disintegrate and ignite so easily. Nate is capable of this, but I’m not. Chloe still warns me—calls me a fool, tells me that I’m an idiot to stick around. Nate gave me one small dosage and I became addicted. Now I just don’t know how to walk away. But I do know that I have to. And even if I am able to leave, I can’t imagine that it’s humanly possible to ever stop loving Nate.
This time, I’m going to make the effort. I don’t know that I’ll be able to stay away or avoid him if he does try to track me down. As easy as it might be, maybe this will give him the initiative to leave me too. Losing him and leaving him go hand in hand. After all, this is the man that I’ve loved. My devotion to him has been unconditional.
I think he senses what I’m preparing to do. His hands are squeezing my sides, reaching behind my back, staking claim. But I know that if I don’t leave now, there’s a real possibility that I’ll be alone again. Isn’t it better to be alone by choice, than alone and rejected?
Eventually I’m hoping to sneak out of the bed, move out of his grip. God, it hurts. If my tears could only wash away the shame I feel when he disappears, maybe it would be easier to cope. But they only remind me that I miss him, need him, crave him . . . And he’s squeezing tighter, pressing against my nakedness. Is he gonna start this again? I can’t let him feel the moisture on my cheeks. Oh my gosh, it’s dripping down his arms.
The clock is blinking. I have less than thirty minutes before his alarm goes off. I wanna be out of his apartment within the next fifteen minutes, out of his life, and out of his control. And, as I strain to flex my back, without calling attention to my escape, I cringe.
There should be more difficult choices in life. I’ve been able to conquer mountains, pound down adversity, extinguish flames, and say no when everyone else says yes. When it comes to Nathan Moore, however, I’m spineless.
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