Peter hesitated, his skepticism softening slightly as he saw the raw emotion in her face. He wanted to trust her, but the lingering unease kept him cautious. “You could have just told me Natalie, I would have given you the car.”
“We’ve been living day to day for so long,” Natalie continued. “I acted out of fear. I didn’t think anyone would truly help us.” Her gaze met his, silently pleading for forgiveness. Peter sighed deeply, the weight of her words settling in. “Let’s figure this out together,” he said.