Lilith’s Pov

Why did I text Nolan?

No, seriously, why the hell did I text Nolan?

The moment I dashed into my room after witnessing that... horror show in the pool, the first thing I did wasn’t to scream or cry or even bleach my brain clean—it was to grab my phone, record a voice message, and send it to him.

What was I even thinking?

Now he probably thinks I’m insane. Or worse—drunk.

I groaned and slammed my face into my pillow, muffling a loud, long scream.

“Stupid,” I muttered against the fabric. “Stupid, stupid, stupid.”

Why did I let my guard down? Why did I make myself look...