NICK
The sudden mention of his name made my hand pause for a fraction of a second.
"I honestly expected him to be a complete disaster by now," she said, a small, slightly hollow smile touching her lips. "After I ended things between us. He used to act like the entire world would fall apart if I wasn't in the room with him. But the last time I caught a glimpse of him near my neighborhood, he looked… fine. Good, even. It's strange."
The answer came to my mind instantly, complete and obvious.
Cassian. The reason Noah wasn't falling apart was currently resting in a massive private estate, looking at my brother as if he were the only stable thing left on the planet.
I knew exactly what kind of questionable, intense arrangement they had stumbled into over the last month, but it wasn't my secret to tell, and more importantly, I genuinely could not care less about Noah's romantic endeavors.
