Nadia POV
Petra's bathroom mirror had a crack in the lower right corner that she'd covered with a sunflower sticker. I was looking at it when Finn's name came up on my phone for the fourth time in a few days.
I let it ring once. Twice. Then I finally picked it up.
"Nadia!" Finn's voice instantly screamed through the speaker, the volume so loud I had to pull the phone an inch away from my ear.
"Hi, Finn," I said, my voice forced, flat, and entirely exhausted.
"Finally you picked up my calls! What is your issue?" he snapped, his breathing heavy. Through the line, I could hear the distinct, echoey background noise of the arena hallway and the sharp squeak of his sneakers against concrete. "I’ve been trying to reach you for days!"
I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, trackin
