GWEN POV
I was supposed to be doing homework, but I found myself continually looking up at the wall with the art piece Nolan had given me. I’d hung it over my desk, and a part of me wondered why I still had it, much less hung in a place where I could easily see it. I told myself it was because the artwork was lovely and compelling, too much so to get rid of it simply because I didn't like the man who gave it to me.
But I couldn't look at it and not think about Nolan. He'd said he'd known exactly how I would've responded to it and that was part of the reason he bought it for me. What did that mean?
I shook my head and returned my gaze to my computer sitting in my lap as I studied on my bed. It didn't matter what the gift meant. It didn't change anything. The way Nolan snapped at me in th
