NATHAN’S POV

It took us several hours, but we finally got there. I pulled up to the summer house, the old familiar feeling washing over me. It had been years since I'd been here, but the memories came flooding back. My parents, Daniel, and I would spend our summers here, playing in the woods, and swimming in the lake. It was a place of happiness, of freedom.

My mind went back to the events of the entire day, trying to wrap my head around what was happening. How did I go from ironing out ...