Nicole’s POV
The notification buzzed in my hand, and I froze.
“Hey, I’m swamped at work. Can you grab a cab and head home? Sorry, Nicole. I love you.”
I stared at the screen, the words heavier than they should have been. Busy at work. Couldn’t come. I understood, I really did. But a small knot of disappointment settled in my chest anyway.
I tapped out a quick reply. “Okay. Stay safe, love you too.”
I sat back for a moment, glancing at the cafeteria exit where my new friend was waiting. He noticed the small slump in my shoulders.
“You okay?” he asked, tilting his head.
“Yeah,” I said quickly, waving off the concern. “Just… my boyfriend, Liam, can’t make it.”
“I have a bike, why don't you hop on with me? I can drop you off. No big deal.” Frank offered.
But I wasn't interested, espec
