chapter 23
Gavin POV
The silence hanging in the room snapped like a stretched wire.
Natalie sat beside me on the sofa, her hands trembling violently in her lap. All the color had been drained from her face, leaving her looking ghostly, fragile, and utterly terrified. I could feel the intense heat radiating from her panic, a stark contrast to the cold, calculating composure she usually maintained.
"What... what are you guys doing here?" Natalie choked out, her voice barely a breathy whisper. It wavered, laced with a dangerous mixture of shock and sheer panic.
The two strangers stood in the center of the grand foyer, their presence completely filling the quiet space. They looked so strikingly alike it was almost unsettling—the same sharp hazel eyes, the same dark wavy hair, the same hi
