Nolan let the silence settle between them, arms folded, as he stared at Jules.
When he woke up that morning and decided to take the blame for what Evie did, all he could think about was Asher and how most definitely, the ashes of what Jules did would eventually fall on him.
He loved that kid, whether Jules knew it or not. And he was willing to go the extra mile if that was what it took to win him.
“Are you trying to be a hero?” Jules asked. Her voice was calm, but even she could hear the plea bleeding through.
Guilt.
“You want me to get sympathy while you get applause?”
“What are you doing, Nolan?”
"I'm giving you space, Jules. Isn't that what you wanted?” His voice stayed even. “I’m taking the heat off you—helping redirect attention so you can breathe. So we both can focus on our p
