Chapter 22. This Was Nothing

Evelyn’s POV

Oh God! I hadn’t realized I’d been dead for seven years—not until Nathan kissed me.

The second his lips touched mine, the world as I knew it shifted. There was no stopping my body’s reaction, no holding back the rush of emotions that flooded me.

I couldn’t. I wouldn’t.

That kiss was unlike anything I’d felt in seven long years. Holy hell! It wasn’t just a kiss—it was life. It was everything I’d missed. Everything I’d craved.

The only other kiss I’d shared was with Victor. That flat and hollow, meaningless kiss during the engagement ceremony.

A show for the crowd. A kiss that did nothing to stir my soul bitterly.

If not that it was a public space, I would have cleaned my lips the minute his lips touched mine.

Victor irritated me.

But Nathan? God, he paralyzed me with just one touch.

I’d almost forgotten how he made me feel—how every part of me woke up under his hands.

His lips, his fingers, the way