After dropping Lillian off, I headed home. Showered and in bed, I thought of Nathaniel's claim of love and laughed again. Him, love me? That word was an insult coming from him.
The next day, with no gig and practice canceled, I checked the band's group chat, tossed my phone aside, and stared at the ceiling. Without rehearsals or shows, I had nothing to do. Emptiness crept in.
Then Ethan called. "No practice today, right? I'm picking you up. Let's hang out."
With nothing else on my plate, I agreed. I dragged myself out of bed, got ready, and found Ethan waiting downstairs. I hurried over, sliding into the passenger seat. "Hope you didn't wait long. I should've been quicker."
He started the car, unfazed. "I've got all the patience in the world for you. Come down whenever."
Lately, he'd
