Hanging up the phone, Natalie Vaughn suddenly stood up and gazed out at the endless night through the window. It should just be daybreak there.
Is it snowing over there?
Astra City hadn't seen snow in years, and she used to visit a snowy city for a few days every year.
"Nina?"
"What do you think Zane Thorne looks like when he's heartbroken?"
She's seen the depth in Zane Thorne's eyes, and that was the emotion of a man who had endured and struggled for five years; it's hard to imagine what he was like five years ago.
Felix Langdon mentioned that Zane Thorne used to drink until late at night, and Carter Chapman said Zane once drank until he had a bleeding stomach.
For someone like Zane Thorne, it's hard for others to hurt him; he can only be hurt by himself.
Natalie Vaughn liked to see the faint smile in Zane Thorne's deep eyes, liked to see the mischievous grin tugging at his lips, and liked to see the carefree spirit in his brows and eyes when he smoked.
