Micah’s POV

Everything was going well. I almost expected something to fuck up because my life had never gone this well in the past.

But then my mother had to throw a bomb into my life. Why? This was what she did. And to think the two of us had been getting along so well lately. I wished she

Robin was curled up on the couch with her feet under her, flipping through something on her phone. I was pretending to read, but I kept watching her instead.

Because I’m weak like that.

“Hey,” I said finally, setting the book down. “So… I talked to my mother.”

She didn’t look...