CHAPTER SIXTY

NADIA

They showed up!

Jack had stopped by my place that night. He said he was traveling the next day and wanted to see me one last time before he did. The timing felt strange and bittersweet, but I cherished every second.

We sat close on the couch, sharing stories and laughter, the room was illuminated by the soft glow of a lamp in the corner. His presence warmed me, a stark contrast to the flickering uncertainties that loomed in the back of my mind.

“I can’t believe you’re leaving,” I muttered, trying to keep my voice steady, though a hint of sadness slipped through. “You just got...