I feel more alive than ever as I slowly make my way back to my house. Territories mean nothing tonight. Tomorrow, the map of the North Shore will be drawn again, and we will lose everything we gained while we were on top. My stomach twists.
It would have been easier to accept my fate if losing my town didn't come with the news of Nate being out of prison. Knowing that this wasn't Emma's plan, it was his. She didn't manage to weaken us. He did.
Five fucking months.
He's been out since February. Long enough to plan his revenge, to spy on me, to know exactly what I've been up to. The prosecutor said she sent letters to let me know he was out, but I never received anything.
Is there any point thinking about this now? The real problem isn't why I didn't know, but the very fact that he's out and here…and that he said he has things planned for me.
I didn't only put Nate away for my deal with the Wolves. He had control over me I couldn't fight. He liked to play with me and taunt me.
