Jaden’s POV
I drove home from the gala without escorting Leah home. I needed a moment away from her and her annoying voice. Everything about her made my skin crawl.
I didn't care where my dad disappeared to during the gala but I knew he was somewhere doing something he shouldn't be doing.
I reached home and headed straight to my bedroom, slamming my body against the bed.
Vivid memories of Luna playing in my mind.
Fuck I should not be thinking about her.
I drifted into sleep as soon as I let my thoughts run.
Sunlight streamed through the blinds in thin stripes across my bedroom floor. I sat on the edge of the bed, lacing and unlacing my fingers, tension coiling in my chest. The front door slammed downstairs, followed by the heavy thud of footsteps.
“Jaden!” my father’s voice carried
