Nathan's pov
The tension is unbearable, and I can feel every muscle in my body tightening as I look at Luca. He’s standing in front of Abigail, all high and mighty, pretending like he gives a damn about her. It’s laughable.
What does he think he’s doing here? Playing the hero?
"Is this what you've become, Luca?" I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
"A desperate knight playing hero, trying to fix what’s broken, thinking you can save her? You're not even close."
I can see the shift in his expression. His jaw clenches, his eyes narrowing. He's angry now, but it's not the anger I expected. It’s something different. I know I’ve hit a nerve, but I can’t stop myself. It’s just too easy to rile him up.
Abigail, is standing a little behind him, completely still. Her eyes darts between me
