The night was deep, but sleep still eluded me. So, I decided to get some fresh air on the balcony adjacent to the room my daughter and I were using.
"Can't sleep," a voice said.
I nearly screamed when I turned toward a dark corner of the balcony and saw Nick standing there. That was when I noticed the small red ember from his cigarette.
Since when did he learn to smoke?
I watched him put out the cigarette in what I assumed was an ashtray on top of the railing. Then, he walked toward me, but he stopped a few steps away.
"Why are you still awake?" he asked in a cold voice.
"I had some coffee," I made an excuse. I couldn't sleep because Nick’s angry eyes kept playing over and over in my mind after my conversation with Kyler earlier.
I also felt guilty for lying to Nick about Angelica.
