WADE
Nina stares at me, pale and wide-eyed, before shaking her head and pushing the phone away. "No," she says sharply, standing up and stepping off my lap, and the familiar pang hits my chest, sharp and stifling, as Mika's voice echoes in my mind once more, her words cutting through the space between me and Nina.
I open my mouth to ask why she won’t call her family, why my request is such a big deal—but she beats me to it.
“Where is all this coming from, Wade?” she asks, her voice shaking a bit. “What’s with this sudden need to chat with my family?” She narrows her eyes at me, and for a second, I think about just coming clean about the doubts that are eating away at me, about what Mika said regarding her and her family.
But I don't know if I trust her. Instead, I move closer and reach
