Nina's POV

It was already a week since I last saw Amar. I had no idea whether he had gone home to India like I asked him to or China or if he was still in America. I was worried and I hoped he was fine. I felt stupid for talking to Daisy about him, I felt like a teenager who was in love. But Daisy was a good listener and counsellor.

I couldn't muster up the courage to call him. But when I couldn't take it anymore, I called Damien.

"Hello mom", he greeted softly.

"Damien, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine, mom", he replied.

"Are you ok? Why...