Tristan’s throat tightened, his voice catching as he tried to speak. He knew it—he had really screwed up this time.

“Tristan,” Nova said, her voice icy, “I don’t want to talk to you right now.” Without waiting for a response, she walked right past him and left the room.

And true to her word, Nova didn’t speak to him for days.

During meals, she made sure to sit as far away from Tristan as possible. Even when her plate was empty, she wouldn’t move closer to ...