A Divorce He Regrets (Alissa Nexus) novel Chapter 111

I clenched my jaw, trying to ignore the flicker of doubt. “She’s missing, Nathan,” I spat. “I don’t have time for your games. I need to find her. Something happened to Liam. I need to know where she is. Now.”

Nathan’s eyes widened, the surprise clear on his face. For a second, I thought he might have been faking it, but then he pulled out his phone with shaky hands, dialing a number—Raina’s number. His thumb hovered over the screen, and he pressed it to his ear.

I watched him, my heart hammering.

"Raina? Raina, where are you?" he muttered, his voice low but laced with genuine concern. He waited, his eyes darting over to me. He was waiting for an answer that never came. He hung up, his face tight with frustration. "She’s not answering," he said, his tone softer now, laced with more uncertainty than I’d ever heard from him.

I crossed my arms, still unsure if I was buying it. Either Nathan was the world’s best actor, or he truly didn’t know where Raina was. Neither option left me feeling any better.

“I’m wasting my time here,” I muttered, turning to leave. I could feel Nathan’s eyes on my back, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to find her.

"Hey, wait!" Nathan called after me, his voice suddenly sharp. "Where do you think you're going?"

I didn’t stop. “I’m done here,” I stated, pushing the door open and stepping back into the cool night. I could hear him still calling questions, but I didn’t have the answers for him. I was the one looking for them.

The door slammed behind me as I walked out, the city lights flashing outside, but I could barely see them. I only saw the image of Raina, out there somewhere, slipping further away with every second.

I slammed the car door shut and slid back into the driver’s seat, my mind racing. I couldn’t sit still. I had to keep moving, but where? My thoughts spun as I started the engine and pulled away from Nathan’s office.

That’s when it hit me.

Years ago, when Raina was upset and I couldn’t find her at home, she’d always go to that damn lake. It was a little out of the way, a place we used to visit when we were in college. It was quiet there, secluded. Every single time she went, no matter what she was dealing with, I’d find her there, sitting by the water, alone.

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