"Nate, could you get the mail? I think he just passed the house." Elena asked me as I nodded, stepping outside and opening the mail box.
I pulled out all the letters before heading back inside, flipping through them as I did so.
"Junk, junk, what the hell?" I asked myself as I saw that one of our wedding invitations had been sent back to us.
The words "Return to Sender' was written in red ink on the envelope and the address was crossed out.
Wait, I knew that handwriting.
That was Natalie's address.
"What did we get?" Elena asked as I threw the letters down onto the counter minus the invitation.
"Mostly junk but look at this." I told her as she looked up from her laptop before she looked confused.
I handed it to her before heading into the kitchen and grabbed me a beer.
"Maybe Natalie moved and the new owners didn't know where she moved to?" Elena asked as I took the envelope back before shaking my head.
Natalie couldn't have moved that quick. Besides, she would tell me if she was moving.
Right?
"I'm going to find out." I told my wife as I went into the bedroom before opening my cell phone and going to the contacts tab.
I smiled slightly as I saw the contact picture of Nat was one her and I took together right before we met Talbot at the Pelican Inn.
"That was a crazy ride." I mumbled before putting the phone to my ear, hearing it ring.
Pick up the phone, Nat.
"What?" My sister's voice said over the phone as I sighed, sitting down on the bed.
"You got the invitation but sent it back, didn't you?" I confronted her as I heard a scoff from the other end of the phone.
Was she getting an attitude with me?
"What can I say? I don't like weddings." Natalie taunted as it was my turn to scoff.
Natalie was just playing stubborn. She always did this.
"Besides, I have work to do that day." My twin told me as I stood up.
She had to be kidding! My sister wasn't even showing up to my wedding?!
"Seriously? Some ruin is more important than your own brother's wedding?!" I snapped at her as it went quiet on both ends of the phone.
"Don't you throw that 'we're family' bullshit at me, Nathan! The day you met Elena is the day you stopped giving a damn about what happened to me!" Natalie argued back as I could feel my face getting red with anger.
That's when I opened my stupid mouth.
"At least I have a good job and a wife instead of being a low-life treasure hunter with nobody to go home to! Oh wait, what home do you have?!" I spat at her as I could feel myself shaking before I thought I heard a sob.
"Go to hell, Drake. Don't ever call me again." Natalie snapped in a shaky voice
I heard footsteps as I turned around to see Elena in the doorway, a shocked look on her face.
"Nate, you didn't." Elena said as I sighed.
"I did. I'm going up to the attic to do some research." I said to Elena before wordlessly leaving the room and heading up to the attic, pulling up the door behind me.
I threw myself into the rolling chair before sighing.
"Nice job, Nate. Nice job." I mocked myself as I shook my head.
I really messed up.