NINA'S POV

　　It had been less than a week since Leo and I had worked together in exposing May. I was working in my design room when the news broke. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the room, and the air smelled like burnt metal and chemicals. Suddenly, My phone started buzzing on the counter next to me, vibrating against some unfinished pieces. At first, I ignored it and kept working on a bracelet, but the buzzing kept going, one notification after ...