UNDER HIS FIREWALL

He was never supposed to matter.
Nathanial Veylorn was just her brother's best friend-cold, distant, and permanently unimpressed by her existence. He came and went like he owned the place, barely speaking, barely looking... yet somehow always noticing.
Elara Arden couldn't stand him.
The way he watched.
The way he knew things he never asked about.
The way he stepped in at the exact moment something felt... off.
Living under the same roof was already a bad idea.
But when small, unexplainable moments begin to pile up-doors left open, shadows that don't quite make sense, a feeling she's being watched even when she's alone-
Elara starts to realize something.
Nathanial isn't just distant.
He's hiding something.
And whatever it is... it's closer to her than she thinks