whispered。
At last。
wait till the midnight hour
？I love you。？
The voice was unmistakably Nate？s and the words were clear as day to her even over the cries of
a gyrating hippie townie chick flailing her arms to ？Hey Ya？ as she smacked Serena in the face
with her long； essential…oil…scented dreadlocks。
He loved Blair。
Serena never would have guessed Nate Archibald was so in touch with his emotions； but she
knew it was true？he did love Blair。 She？d seen the meaningful looks Nate and Blair had been
trading ever since their daring breakout from Bailey Winter？s pound。 And then yesterday； the
way Blair had wedged her way in between them when they went to bed had been soobvious。
Serena felt a sinking feeling in her stomach； like when the road falls out from underneath the car
more quickly than you？re prepared for： it washer birthday？almost； anyway？and it washer party？
technically； anyway。 She was the one who deserved a little love and affection； wasn？t she？
She hesitated。 Perched between the delicately wall…papered wall and a massive grandfather clock；
she had the perfect cover to do a little observing。
Like； spying？
She peered out around the clock and up at Nate and Blair on the stairs； making wordless and
intense eye contact。 Then Blair twined her fingers through Nate？s and the two of them disappeared
up the stairs； taking a left at the lan