NADIA’S POV
My heart is still beating too fast.
Fast enough that I can feel it in my throat, in my chest, in the way my fingers curl slightly at my sides like I need something to hold onto.
She saw him.
That’s the only thing my mind keeps circling back to, over and over again, like it refuses to move past it, like everything else just stopped the moment her eyes landed on Noah.
I shouldn’t have let that happen, I should’ve been more careful, I should’ve, no, stop.
I force a breath in, slow, controlled, even though my chest feels tight as hell, like it’s closing in on itself, and I straighten slightly, pushing everything else down because right now.
Right now, I don’t get to panic.
Not in front of her.
I keep my gaze on her, steady even though it takes effort, even though something
