Adina's POV

When I finally gathered my thoughts, I looked at Quinn and asked quietly, “So what’s your plan? You said you needed Nathan’s help, but what exactly do you intend to do?”

Quinn hesitated for a long moment. Her fingers twisted nervously around each other, and I could almost hear the rapid thump of her heartbeat. She looked smaller sitting there, fragile in a way that made me remember the girl she used to be when we were younger before Jackson, before all of this.

“I ...