Maddy's POV
The drive to the downtown hospital was a blur of city lights and my racing thoughts.
This wasn't how I'd imagined meeting the Harrison family.
Far from it.
I swallowed hard; the tight lump in my throat made it hard to loosen my anxiety.
Could I really pull off this fake girlfriend act in front of these people?
What if they hated me and saw through this charade?
I noticed Nate's knuckles had turned white from gripping the steering wheel as we weaved through the busy roads, people were honking horns and getting annoyed at the slowness of the traffic.
We continued the journey silently, the radio playing old 80s songs in the background.
When we finally reached the car park, Nate turned off the engine and took a long, shaky breath. He rubbed the palms of
