Chapter 57: The Photograph

The sharp light of the computer screen cast an eerie light around Nathan, sitting in the middle of the darkened home office. The wall clock ticked past midnight, but his sleep seemed to be farthest from his mind. His fingers moved almost reflexively as he scrolled through a host of pages in search results, each click bringing him nearer to what he longed for and dreaded most. Then, there it was. The photograph materialized in an instant, nestled between images of abstract paintings and crowded gallery openings. Nathan caught his breath as his eyes locked onto a familiar face that had haunted his dreams for months. Olivia. She stood in the middle of a well-lit white gallery, surrounded by her pictures. Her chestnut locks were shorter now and fell in soft waves just past her shoulders. She was attired in a deep green dress, which fitted her curves, outlining a figure that was somehow more delicate than Nathan remembered. What actually forced the breath from Nathan, however, was not