Chapter 56

Nathaniel

I feel the weight of my guilt pressing down on me. Not telling anyone about the stalker, keeping it all to myself—it was a mistake. I can see the anger in Conor’s eyes as we face each other in the living room. The tension in the air is palpable, almost suffocating. Megra sits on the couch, her face pale and drawn, her eyes flicking between Conor and me. Liza stands near the table, her expression a mix of concern and frustration.

“How could you not tell us about the stalker?” Conor’s voice is loud, bordering on a shout. The veins in his neck are bulging, and his fists clenched at his sides. “You put Megra’s life in danger!”

I try to keep my voice steady, reminding myself that tonight was not about me but the guilt and anger churn within me. “It’s more complicated than you think. None of you know the whole story.”

“Complicated? That’s your excuse?” Conor’s eyes blaze with fury. “You were aware of the situation, Nathaniel. You have no right to keep secrets that affect Megra’s sa