Chapter 53

The memories of that night are etched into my mind, no matter how much I try to deny it. It was the most memorable night I’ve had in over eighteen years.

As I step into the dimly lit dining room, hoping to find my dinner waiting, I’m taken aback to see Nathan sitting there. The anger that has been simmering beneath the surface threatens to boil over. He doesn't look up as I enter, his gaze fixed on the table.

Suppressing the tumultuous emotions, I take a deep breath and calmly make my way to the table. I can feel his eyes on me, his presence like a heavy weight in the room. Refusing to give in to his silent scrutiny, I sit down and pretend like he isn't there as I wait for Mrs. Brown to bring in the food. I can feel his gaze burning into me, his silence louder than words. My hands grip the edges of the table, my nails digging into the wood as I summon all my strength to keep my composure.

For a moment, we remain like statues, the tension between us palpable. Finally, he breaks the s