Liora's POV
Gina didn't say anything at first. We had barely settled into our seats before our coffees arrived, and while the café buzzed with quiet conversations and the steady hiss of the espresso machine, an unusual silence settled between us. She wasn't staring into her cup or checking her phone like she normally would. She was watching me.
I smiled over the rim of my mug. "You're thinking too much," I said. "Whatever it is, just say it."
A small sigh escaped her. "I should've known you'd notice. You always do." She rested her fingertips against the side of her cup before meeting my eyes. "It's about Mina."
I wasn't surprised. "What about her?"
She hesitated, choosing her words more carefully than usual. "I don't know how to explain it." She frowned slightly. "Something about her
