Nina

I finally pull up to the gate, a wave of anxiety washing over me. The driver glances back at me through the rearview mirror. “You sure you wanna go in?”

“Yeah,” I say, straightening my shoulders. “Just go ahead. I’ll be right in.”

He raises an eyebrow. “Alright, but don’t mention this to anyone, okay?”

“Promise. I’ll be fine,” I assure him, my stomach twisting as I watch him nod and drive on.

As I step out of the car, I spot someone leaning against a parked vehicle. My heart skips, and then sinks all at once. It’s Jaxon.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I demand, striding...