NADINE POINT OF VIEW.

It always looked like the universe was against me, like it had something terrible planned for me. Because why was Clayton's mother berating me in what was otherwise a sweet voice while I was still in grief about my best friend and recovering from the shock of Trent having killed her.

"Are you going to say anything?" She said when I didn't answer. "Cat got your tongue?"

"I'm working on it, ma'am," I said. I looked to Clayton for help but he was wiping the sides of his ...