Chapter 52

Nathaniel

The past few months have been a blur of regret, anger, and heartbreak. Since that night, I found out Megra was pregnant. I called her in a drunken stupor. Since then, I have been desperate to hear her voice and to know she’s okay, but all I manage to do is hurt her more. I remember the heartache in her voice and the way she begged me to leave her alone. And then, in my rage and pain, I end up in Anna's bed again. It’s a mistake—a colossal, unforgivable mistake. Mistakes that I keep making and cannot run away from.

The first few weeks after that have been hell. The guilt filling me, a constant reminder of my betrayal. I can't sleep, I can't eat, and every time I see Anna, I feel a wave of nausea. I regret everything. I regret marrying her, even though I had no choice. I want to turn back time and undo everything, but I know that’s impossible.

One night, as I drowned my sorrows in a bar, Becca approached me. She looks smug, like she always does, and leans in close. “You should