Ryder

We were on our way back home and Nara hadn't said anything since we left the building. I could tell her about Cassandra now, I could tell what she told me, but I wasn't going to—not in the car.

Her sight never left the window on her side when I glanced at her. "Are you okay, baby?"

There was a gap of silence before she answered, "No."

I breathed. In, out. In. Out. Her answer seemed to suck the air out of the car. "We'll get past this, Nara."

"I know, ...