Livia’s POV
Now I know why Madeline is looking at me that way. Now I know why she’s being firm with me.
She’s just getting some points across—points that Ford wanted me to know but didn’t have the courage to tell me himself.
I didn’t know my heart can break even more, but here we are. I just take my things and head out of the booth to go home. I don’t even want to tell Nadine. I’ll just come up with an excuse when it gets to it. Right now, I just can’t think straight.
But as I head to the door, someone stops me. I turn around to see that it’s Ford. Nadine is out at the front part of the line, unaware of what’s going on.
“Hey, why are you leaving again?” Ford asks. “Did something happen? Did Madeline say something?”
It’s funny that he mentions that.
“No,” I just say, even though it
