Riley’s POV

Theo signs Boris for us to leave as soon as he gets in the car.

“Riley, I'm sorry...” he starts to say as he takes my hand. His green eyes are locked on my face.

His fingers intertwine tightly with mine as he pulls me against his body to embrace me.

But before he does, the ringing of my phone echoes in the enclosed space of the car. A particular ring that I recognize immediately.

“Wait,” I say to Theo as I pull away from ...