Olivia
The entrance of Nathan was a staggering shadow that barely resembled the resolute figure I had grown accustomed to.
“Nathan?” I asked, my eyes widening as I took in his haggard appearance. “What happened?”
For a few moments, Nathan just stood there, wavering in the doorway. It was then that I saw him try to take a step forward, and his knees began to buckle beneath him.
His steps faltered, his usually clear and attentive blue-green eyes now distant and unfocused. A cloud of alarm settled over me, prompting my feet to move even before my mind fully processed the scene.
I caught him just as he was about to collapse. The reality of his weight against me was a stark reminder of his vulnerability.
“Nathan!” My voice broke through my worry. “Where have you been?
