Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 237: Nyla offered a weak smile and spoke gently. "Bonnie, I appreciate your concern, but I don't want you confronting him. And I don't want to, either. Let's just leave things as they are." Bonnie's heart ached at the resignation in her friend's voice. She softened her tone and placed a comforting hand on Nyla's shoulder. "Nyla, tell me-are you happy?" The question hit Nyla harder than she'd expected. Her lips quivered, and she shook her head.

There had been happiness once-a time when her heart had been alight-but now it felt like a distant memory, a flame reduced to smoldering embers. And yet, she didn't know how to fix it. Should she swallow her pride and tell Ethan her words were born of anger, not truth? But even if she did, what about the pain he had caused before? His actions had planted a thorn in her heart, one that refused to stop pricking no matter how she tried to ignore it. Bonnie pulled her into a gentle hug, her voice as soothing as a lullaby. "Don't bottle it all up, Nyla.

You once told me that speaking your truth is the key to healing. Have you forgotten your own wisdom?" Nyla hadn't forgotten. But what was the point? She had spoken her heart to Ethan before, yet her words seemed to fall on deaf ears. Later, as the aroma of dinner filled the air, Bonnie had simmered down. She listened to Nyla recount the story of their quarrel, piecing together the puzzle of their strained relationship. And she could tell Ethan did care about Nyla. The fire of her earlier anger was now a warm ember of understanding.

Read all updates at gⱯlnσvℯls․com "So, you two are now giving each other the silent treatment?" Bonnie said, leaning back and taking a hearty bite of her chicken wing. "Ethan's green-eyed monster is showing, that's all. A bit of reassurance, and he'll be back to his old self." "But there's nothing between Murray and me," Nyla protested, her confusion still as clear as glass. Bonnie sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose as if trying to squeeze out patience. "Sure, but Ethan doesn't know that. You two have the communication skills of two people shouting across a canyon.

And don't think I've forgotten about all the unresolved issues between you. Honestly, what you both need is to sit down and have an honest-to-goodness heart-to-heart." A heavy silence stretched between them as Nyla wrestled with her thoughts. Perhaps the unresolved conflicts had planted seeds of worry deep within her heart. Before she could form a response, Bonnie's insight cut straight to the truth. "You love him more deeply than yourself.

Now that things have improved slightly, you're haunted by insecurity, afraid it might all dissolve like a dream." Despite their years apart, Bonnie's understanding of Nyla remained profound. Though Nyla projected indifference toward matters of the heart, once she gave her love, it became an unchangeable constant. . . .