#Chapter 227: The Letter

Olivia The abrupt knock reverberated through the dimly lit living room, casting ripples of tension into the serene bubble Nathan and I had been sharing. We both jumped, eyes darting towards the door, startled by the unexpected intrusion of the outside world. “Who could that be at this hour?” I whispered, glancing curiously at the front door. “Angela, maybe? She must have forgotten something.” Nathan’s forehead creased in thought, shadows from the softly flickering candlelight dancing across his sharp features. “I’m not expecting anyone,” he replied, voice thick with caution. “Let me check, just to be safe.” We approached the door, the polished wooden floorboards cool beneath our feet. Outside, the night was a tapestry of silence, broken only by the distant chirp of a cricket and the whispering leaves of the nearby trees. The full moon above cast a silver sheen, bathing everything in its muted glow. Peeking through the peephole, Nathan paused for a moment then pulled