Nathan's POV

I moved quickly to block Mia's path to the door, my heart racing with desperation. We couldn't let her leave like this—not with these suspicions eating away at her trust in us.

If she walks out that door believing we're working with murderers, we'll never get her back.

"Mia, wait," I said urgently, holding up my hands. "Please don't go."

She looks so angry. So betrayed. We did this to her.

"Get out of my way, Nathan," she snarled, her eyes flashing with fury. "I'm done ...