JADE:
I was completely thrown off by how Nico casually claimed to be friends with Jace, especially considering how much he makes me suffer during practice. What a total liar.
"Honestly, I only saw his paintings once when he was little. I assumed if he was serious about hockey, he would've forgotten all about that," my dad muttered, his voice cold and indifferent before taking a slow sip of water.
My mom sat in complete silence, her plate barely touched. Ever since my dad snapped at her earlier, she hadn't said a single word, staring blankly at the table.
"I'm not going to beg on his behalf. Instead, I have an offer," Nico stated, his voice smooth and dripping with quiet confidence. From the corner of my eye, I caught the lazy, mischievous curve of his lips.
My dad’s posture instantly
