#Chapter 143: Lost Letters

Olivia The entrance of Nathan was a staggering shadow that barely resembled the resolute figure I had grown accustomed to. “Nathan?” I asked, my eyes widening as I took in his haggard appearance. “What happened?” For a few moments, Nathan just stood there, wavering in the doorway. It was then that I saw him try to take a step forward, and his knees began to buckle beneath him. His steps faltered, his usually clear and attentive blue-green eyes now distant and unfocused. A cloud of alarm settled over me, prompting my feet to move even before my mind fully processed the scene. I caught him just as he was about to collapse. The reality of his weight against me was a stark reminder of his vulnerability. “Nathan!” My voice broke through my worry. “Where have you been? What happened?” He tried to speak, his lips moving to form words, but all that escaped was a hoarse whisper, nearly inaudible amidst his labored breathing. “I’ve just… Been…” His strength