Nathan forced the question, forced her to question herself, her own wants, desires.  He’d become her mentor, a father figure of sorts.  Because he was older, Nathan made her feel comfortable.  With him, he’d made her feel safe, safer than she could remember feeling since her father had gone.  And so for the last year with David, Catherine had lived two lives.  With David she remained silent, with Nathan she learned how speak, how to be heard.  Both seemed necessary, David more of a social requirement, while Nathan reminded her of something more.

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