Chapter 30 Breaking Of The Glass

• Nathan POV
• The heavy oak door swung open with a deep, echoing groan, and the cold quiet of the villa foyer rushed out to meet us.
• I stepped inside first, my fingers still locked tightly through Ryan’s hand. The air inside the house felt thick, smelling of old wood, lavender wax, and an unsettling stillness that didn't feel right. The hallway was completely dark, save for the pale purple evening light cutting through the high arched windows above the staircase.