Nathan’s P.O.V

“I don’t believe this,” I said, practically choking on my words as I stared at my mother, trying to keep as much of the hostility out of my voice as possible.

“You can’t be serious right now. You don’t even know Sophia. You’ve never sat with her, never even talked to her, and yet here you are- judging her like she’s committed some kind of crime.”

“I know enough, Nathan,” she said coolly, folding her arms over her chest with that ...