NINA POV

A few days had passed, and the conversation between Miguel and I hadn't been as much as I would have liked. In fact, he had been more busy than usual, and I didn't know what to do with myself.

Every day was just like the last. I got up. I did my morning workout. I walked down to the cafe and got breakfast and coffee and then went to class.

I would go through the day as if nothing in the world was wrong with me, and by the time I got done with classes, I would head back to my apartment ...