~ Nathan ~
I woke up gasping for air, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. The cotton sheets were soaked with sweat. I sat up in the dark room and rubbed my face with both hands. It was the exact same nightmare again. In the dream, I was sitting at the long glass table in the corporate tower, holding a heavy blue pen. Isabella stood across from me. Her face was pale, her eyes were wide with tears, and her wrists were locked in shiny silver handcuffs. *Please, Nathan, look at me!* she screamed. Then, I signed the formal indictment papers anyway, and the ground opened up to swallow her whole.
I turned my head to look at the large clock on my nightstand. It was six o'clock in the morning. The bright sun was just starting to climb over the Atlantic Ocean, sending streaks o
