Zephyr's POV

Over the next few days, I noticed jordan was acting strange. Now, it wasn't the obsessive strange behavior I had gotten used to. This was different. He kept checking his phone, pacing the hallway outside my room. He did this for almost a week. At first, I thought he was just nervous but he kept doing the same thing over and over again, I knew something had happened.

"What's wrong?" I asked when he brought me dinner one evening.

"Nothing." He said it too quickly. "Just that I received a text from one of my buddies that Valta's sending someone to check on things."

I dropped the spoon...