Nicole’s POV
The rain started to fall as I stood on the curb, the drops hitting the pavement in heavy splashes. I raised my hand for a cab, but my mind was somewhere else—trapped in the tangled mess of my thoughts. The slick yellow cab finally pulled up, and I slid into the backseat, shutting the door with a trembling hand.
“Where to?” the driver asked, his voice gruff but indifferent.
I muttered Nathan’s address, the words barely leaving my lips. It was only a few blocks away. Home. Our home. Another bout of guilt washed over me.
As the cab pulled into traffic, I rested my forehead against the cool window, watching the blurry lights of the town smear across the glass. My reflection looked pale, gaunt even, like I had aged years in the span of one night. I felt like I had.
What had r
