No Longer The Ones Who Lose
Nova and Silas in his car, parked somewhere dark, kissing like teenagers and touching each other with zero hesitation.
I stared at it, then exhaled slowly.
So that was how Leo got lost. The two of them had left a four-year-old inside a crowded party so they could sneak off.
“What kind of irresponsible parents…” I muttered.
Tristan shrugged, expression unreadable. “I just wanted you to see it. Make whatever decision you want with the information. Including whether you still feel like helping her look.”
He said it lightly, but the message was clear.
I looked at him for a second longer, then stepped out of the room without answering.