#Chapter195

Remember when

Maggie

During the week, classes were okay. Having unfamiliar people talk to me at the house at various times overwhelmed me. Where the heck was Nolan? I expected him to steal my bras.

I sat in my room, trying to relax. Everything felt off.

Someone knocked. “Mags?”

Nash walked in and took a seat next to me. I fidgeted with my fingers. Why was I so nervous around him?

“Want to get some ice cream?”

My head turned to him. “Can I get extra sprinkles and whip cream?”

He chuckled. “You can get whatever you want.”

We left the bedroom and came downstairs.

“Mags and I are...