Nathan:
My eyes widened as I stared at it.
A pre-wedding gift?
A bottle of wine?
I looked at Dad, then back at the sleek bottle resting between us.
“Oh Come on, Nathan. Take it,” he said, nudging it toward me with that familiar and easy smile.
I forced a smile.
Something about it felt... off. Too thoughtful. Too perfectly timed.
Was it a peace offering? A test? Or just... wine?
I hesitated, but my hand moved anyway, fingers curling around the neck of the bottle.
“Thanks, Da—”
Before I could finish, the door flung open with a loud creak.
My head snapped around.
Eve stood there, wild-eyed and pouting like someone had just stolen her favorite toy.
She didn’t say a word. She just marched in with the dramatic flair of someone ready to cause a scene.
Her steps were sharp and deli
