Nova leaned against the doorframe of her room, her body sagging with exhaustion. Her evening with Bentley had left her emotionally drained. The kiss, the romantic tension, and then the sudden interruption—all of it had left her feeling more alive than she had in years, yet utterly spent. Why did Franco have to come at that time?
She sighed deeply, her weary face reflecting her disappointment as she slowly turned the knob and pushed the door open.
Chloe, who had been lounging on her bed scrolling through her phone, looked up as soon as she heard the door. The sight of Nova’s weary face made her sit up quickly. “Nova! What happened?”
Nova managed a tired smile as she stepped inside, her legs feeling heavy. “You wouldn’t believe it if I told you.” She sighed dramatically, letting Chloe gui
