Chapter 353 Little Kitten, Little Darling

• Natalia had sworn to her mother that she would never trust a man’s heart again. She remembered that vow clearly. And yet, in Patrick’s clumsy tenderness, she found herself willing to open just a narrow crack of the window, letting him in.
• Only a crack—never enough to expose herself completely. She could still retreat, still protect herself from being hurt. That small warmth soothed her fractured heart, but it also carried a quiet unease, the sense that she might be letting Patrick down.
• Curled in his arms, her emotions swung between joy and melancholy. After a long hesitation, she asked softly, “If one day I wake up from all this… what will you do?”