Meadow’s POV:

The first thing I noticed when I arrived at Nova’s apartment building later that day, was an expensive-looking bike parked in front of it with a helmet resting on the handle.

I didn’t want to believe it, but deep down I knew. If there was a bike as expensive-looking as this one just sitting here, then it had to belong to the one person I knew who was bloody rich and owned one.

Nolan was here. And this time, he came on his own, without me. To see Nova.

My suspicions were ...