Nathan's POV
The morning sun filters through the curtains as I slowly emerge from sleep, my body heavy with exhaustion. Last night's revelations still weigh on my mind like stones in my chest.
Miller. My childhood friend. The man who stood beside Lance and me through countless battles had been the one to destroy everything we held dear.
Without Krysta's memories burned into my consciousness, I never would have believed such a betrayal possible. The grief that consumed me for so long has transformed overnight into something far more dangerous. Pure, burning rage courses through my veins. The man I once called brother will pay with his life for what he did to Lance's family. He'll pay for every moment of suffering he put Krysta through.
