CHAPTER 75
NOVA'S POV
My hands are shaking uncontrollably. It is hard to remain the same after everything I have just seen. Someone is keeping track of me. Someone probably goes as far as getting my childhood pictures. But from who?
“We should leave,” Cassian is saying, but I can barely pay any attention. My eyes are practically stuck on the pictures on the wall.
How damp my mom's eyes actually look as she holds me close. It is hard to ignore. How her fingers seem to tighten around me. I know what it means every single time she does that.
It means she is scared as f**k. She probably knows that they are going to take me. She knows that they are going to put an end to her.
Once again, I can see those golden strips around us. Just the both of us. In the other pictures, she seems to cove
