"If I don’t move out, my mom will probably show up at the hospital tomorrow with a banner," Nora sighed, slumping back against the car seat.

"Then move," Samuel replied, his tone calm but firm. "Let her chill. We’ll figure the rest out later.”

Nora couldn’t help but smile to herself. It was like a flashback to her school days, when Samuel would always cover for her whenever she slacked on homework or skipped studying. Who would’ve thought that, years ...