Chapter 39

Megra

A knock at the door interrupts my thoughts. I look over at Callum, confusion written across my face. I have only been back a day; surely I can't already be getting any guests. "Who could that be? I'm not expecting anyone."

Callum shrugs. "I don't know; I haven’t told anyone you are back. I am sure a lot of people would love to see you. I can get it if you want."

I shake my head, pushing myself up from the couch. "No, this is my house. I should probably get acquainted with the neighbours anyway."

As I walk towards the door, an uneasy feeling settles in my stomach. I take a deep breath and reach for the handle, my heart pounding in my chest. When I open the door, I understand why. Nathaniel is standing there, flowers in his hands.

"Nathaniel? What are you doing here?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

"We need to talk," he says, his tone firm as he pushes his way into the house, not waiting for an invitation. His eyes immediately land on Callum, and his expression darkens. "