Chapter 139: Making Amends

The list glared back at Nathan from his phone display, each name reminding him of his past mistakes. His thumb hovered over the first contact, a slight quiver running across it. He had rehearsed what he would say a thousand times, but now that the moment had come, the carefully prepared words seemed to dissipate. "Come on, Brooks," he said to himself, pacing the length of his living room. "You can do this. It's just a phone call." But it wasn't just a phone call; it was the first step in a journey he'd probably been running from for years—one of coming clean with the pain he might have caused people. Of making amends. Nathan took a deep breath before pressing the call button. Once, twice, three times the phone rang. Nathan was close to giving up when a familiar voice answered. "Hello?" "Sarah?" Nathan's voice broke. "It's. It's Nathan. Nathan Brooks." The silence that dragged on the other end of the line felt like one of those forever moments. When Sarah finally spoke, all her to