Because contempt is the great weakness of men like Nathan.

They cannot respect what they intend to take, and a man who does not respect you does not watch you carefully, and a man who does not watch you carefully will hand you, unguarded, every rope he will eventually hang himself with.

I let him hold me in contempt.

I fed it.

I made myself smaller and softer and more frightened than I felt, not because I was weak, but because his certainty that I was weak was the most useful tool I had ever been handed, and I intended to use every ounce of it.

Chapter 5 — Natalie