Nathan's POV
I couldn't find Kyra anywhere. I had been going back to her workplace every day, but she was never there. It had been almost a week since she disappeared, and I was losing my mind.
I knew it was her I saw that day. When I questioned someone at the company, they confirmed an Elle worked there—her new identity. She was here in the city but somehow always one step ahead of me. Was she deliberately avoiding me? If she truly didn't remember me as Emily claimed, why would she hide? But if she did remember... why run from me?
"Let her be. She's old enough to know what she's doing."
My jaw clenched when I heard Dad say that to Mom. They were discussing how Phoebe had been sneaking out almost every night, and my father seemed indifferent. I was walking down the stairs when I caught their conversation, and his dismissive tone instantly ignited my anger.
"What do you mean? She's just 21. We can't let her do this. What if she's—"
"Just trust her."
