NICOLE

I take a few bites of the pasta Roman has prepared for us and then look up at him. In the car, I didn't have the impression that something was wrong, but now, looking at him? I definitely feel like something is off.

He meets my gaze and offers me a small smile. "Everything okay?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

I'm taken aback by this statement because I didn't realize that he could pick up that something was off with me, too. I keep thinking about the conversation I had with my ...