{Martha's POV}
A cold chill ran down my spine, mingling with an unsettling feeling as the car pulled into the familiar parking lot of the mansion. Tears threatened to roll down my cheeks as I blinked rapidly, trying my best not to let them fall, or for Nathan to notice.
The entire environment was a painful reminder of my parents' death, the day Peter divorced me, and the cruelty he had shown me. I never thought I would set foot in this mansion again, until today.
I cast a glance at Nathan as the car came to a stop. The look on his face clearly reflected a similar unease. He paused, staring straight ahead for a moment, before turning to me.
“How are you feeling?” he asked with a warm smile, his tired eyes searching mine.
“I’m fine. Puffs, we’re here,” I stammered, forcing a smile and r
