#Chapter 149: Aftermath

Nathan The sun was filtering through the curtains, casting a soft glow on Olivia’s face as she stepped back into the kitchen. She looked beautiful, like a guardian angel after all of the turmoil we had been through. Whatever anger I felt toward her for running off last night had melted away by now, replaced by gratefulness that she had been the one to end this once and for all. But there was a look of utter disbelief in her eyes as she walked up to me. In her hand, she held the morning paper, her fingers clenched around it as though it held the answer to an unsolvable riddle. “Nathan,” she said, her voice trembling. "You need to see this." I pushed myself up from the kitchen table, my muscles protesting after the uncomfortable night of sleep on the couch. But I ignored the discomfort, focusing on the fear in Olivia’s eyes. “What is it?” I asked, reaching out to take the paper from her. My eyes went wide as I scanned the headlines, my heart pounding in my chest.