CHAPTER FIFTY
This is no time to cry.
I swallow the lump in my throat and straighten my back. If I fall apart now, I may never get back up. I turn to Nina, my voice low but firm.
“We’ll crash in a hotel for now.”
She nods immediately, no questions asked.
Within minutes, we’re inside another Uber, the city lights flashing past the window like scenes from a life that no longer belongs to me.
I book a nearby hotel from my phone and pay instantly. No hesitation. Control is the only thing I have left, and I cling to it tightly.
At the hotel, I get us separate rooms.
We both need space. We both need to breathe. Nina thanks me softly before heading to hers.
The moment I step into my room and the door shuts behind me, the silence crashes down.
The room is clean, unfamiliar but it’s saf
