Rowan
I watch as Nova leaves my office, my mind is consumed with a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. On one hand, I can't help but marvel at her beauty and grace, even in the midst of our conversation. On the other hand, I'm filled with sadness and confusion over what has just transpired.
I can't shake off the fact that Nova has just lied to me about what happened last night. That is so not her. Yes she challenges me, and I f*****g like it. The Nova I know would rather not answer the damn question.
Despite my fuzzy memory of the events, I know deep down that she was with me. The way she avoided my gaze and stumbled over her words when I questioned her only confirmed my suspicions. But why would she lie to me? Have I been that hostile and unapproachable that she can not trust me with t
