Abigail's POV The ride back home in the cab is silent. Mom sits beside me, staring out of the window, her arms are crossed, her jaw tight.No one says anything, but the tension is thick, filling the space between us.I sneak a glance at Mom, waiting for her to say something-maybe to defend Nathan like she sometimes does-but she stays quiet, her lips pressed together in a thin line. I guess even she can't excuse what happened today. Nathan left us. Not just that-he ignored every call, every message.He didn't even care enough to let us know where he was. I shift in my seat, staring down at my lap. I want to be angry, and maybe I am, but mostly, I just feel... disappointed. When we finally pull up to the house, I exhale softly. Home. I should feel relieved, but the second we step inside, that same uneasy feeling follows me. Nathan still isn't back. We set our shopping bags in the corner of the living room. Mom sighs, rubbing her temples, we meet Ricky at home.While Ricky settl
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