LEO'S POV
The engine clicked quietly as it cooled in the crisp air. I stared through the windshield at the imposing, fortress-like townhouse.
I was parked in the paved driveway. I sat silently behind the steering wheel.
I had a perfectly good, logical excuse to be here. I mean, I was being a good friend. I was checking on my best friend. Alright?
Nirvana has been dealing with stress lately. Between the art showcase preparations, her demanding classes and whatever unspoken tension was making her look like a ghost, she needed an escape.
I had texted her earlier and told her I would come over so we could drive to the library together. It was a normal, innocent reason to walk up the steps and knock on that front door.
But I was lying to myself.
I was not here just for Nirvana. I coul
