Nadia POV
I didn't sleep well.
I lay on top of the covers for a long time after Finn left, still in my jacket, staring at the ceiling of an apartment that still doesn't feel like mine yet. The walls are blank. My phone was face-down on the mattress beside me. I left it there.
I picked it up at seven in the morning and opened a new message to Cole before I could think myself out of it.
The counter piece is in the queue. Thought you should know.
I put the phone face-down again and didn't look at it.
Petra showed up at my door at eight-thirty with a paper bag of pastries and the expression she gets when she has already decided she is not leaving.
"You look like you didn't sleep," she said.
"I didn't," I said.
She looked at me for exactly one second. "What happened?"
"Not here," I s
