Chapter 65

Nathaniel

The memory of Megra's voice haunts me every day. It's been two years since she called, and every day since then has been a relentless pursuit to find her. I can’t forget the desperation in her voice, the quiet resolve when she told me about our daughter. Every night, I relive that moment, hearing her whisper "Mia Rose Welsh" with a mixture of pride and heartbreak. That single call has been my lifeline, my only connection to her and our child.

I find myself shouting into the phone, "I said you need to find them!" even though everyone on the other end is doing the best they can. The frustration eats at me. Every lead has gone cold, and every effort has felt like chasing shadows. I’ve poured my heart and soul into this search, neglecting everything else, including Anna and her twisted games.

These past two years have been a nightmare. After Megra's call, I immediately flew to Europe. I traced her steps to the hospital, hoping for some clue, but found nothing. The staff remember