Brie's POV

There was so much to unpack. Lynx had allowed me the space to do so with the occasional check-in text messages. As much as I tried, I couldn’t stop the butterflies that fluttered deep in my stomach or the smile that overtook my face when I saw his name flash across my screen. I couldn’t even bear to delete the train of emojis that followed his name after our first date.

How could I make Vic see that I wasn’t picking a side, that I was trying to do what was ...