Nicole’s POV.

I rubbed my hands which were starting to get sweaty on my skirt as I neared where Auden said was Nicolas’s room,

Nicolas and I are twins. Nicolas looked like he was four years older than me when he was only just a few minutes older. I stopped outside the door and was about to knock on it but paused with my hand raised up in the air as different thoughts passed through my head.

“What if he doesn’t even want to see me?” I asked myself quietly.

What if he’s only agreeing to seeing me because Auden or Tristan told him of how I was so hurt...