Chapter 17

Nathan stood before Joyce, his eyes almost pleading. "Three days." His voice was hoarse. "If you still can't forgive me after three days. I'll let go and disappear from your life forever." Lucas' gaze was cold. "And what makes you think she'll agree?" Joyce was silent for a long time before she finally lifted her head to look at Nathan. "Alright. Three days." Lucas' hand shot out, gripping her wrist tightly. "Syl! Are you out of your mind?" Joyce gently pulled free. "I need this to end." … Nathan's villa sat by the sea. The white structure was blinding in the sun's rays. Joyce stood at the door, her fingertips trembling. It was identical to their marital home. Even the roses planted beside the porch looked the same. "Do you like it?" Nathan asked softly. "I hired the best designer. Every brick and tile is rebuilt the same." She said nothing, simply stepping inside. Her fingers brushed the photo frame in the entryway. The photo inside was of them on their wedding. … For the