Nicola TaylorAs I came back from my class, I heard Arabella’s high-pitched voice and Cole’s deeper, exasperated one coming from the kitchen.“But Batman is the best, Daddy!” Arabella insisted, her tiny fists planted firmly on her hips.Cole looked down at her, his brows furrowed. “I’m just saying,
Nicola TaylorCole looked bewildered, his hand hovering uncertainly over her shoulder. “Woah, why are you crying?” he asked, genuinely puzzled.“Because—” She sniffled, wiping at her eyes. “It’s just… I can’t believe something could have happened to you, and I would never have seen you again or hear
Nicola TaylorI stared at the nothingness, feeling hollow inside. The house was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that seeps into your bones and amplifies every thought, every doubt, until it’s all you can hear. I blinked, trying to clear the haze from my mind, but it was no use. My thoughts swirled
Nicola Taylor"Nicola," Mrs. Kinsley started, her voice gentle but firm, as if she was trying to soothe me but still get her point across. "He didn’t tell you about Sierra because, quite simply, it wasn’t important to him. It was just an arrangement his mother was pushing for, you know, because she
Cole Harrington“Where’s Nicola?” my mom asks, settling herself down right in front of the TV like she’s about to join us for a match. Meanwhile, Lucas and I are deep into an intense round of Call of Duty.I barely take my eyes off the screen as I reply, “She didn’t want to come.” Then, I lean close
Nicola TaylorAs I worked at the kitchen counter, focusing on mixing the batter, Cole slipped in behind me, his towering frame overwhelming the space making me gasp. His hand dipped into the batter, stealing a taste before I could stop him. “Cole, this is for class tomorrow,” I scold, smacking his h
Nicola TaylorConvincing Cole to go to bed took longer than I had hoped. After an hour of coaxing, I managed to persuade him by reminding him of how important tomorrow was for me. To my relief, he finally relented and crawled under the sheets, exhausted.At 2 a.m., I was still awake, finishing the d
Cole HarringtonI watched Nicola as she sat on the adjacent couch, her eyes glued to the television but clearly not absorbing a single moment of whatever was on. She seemed lost in her thoughts, her expression distant and troubled. It was hard to tell what exactly was on her mind, but something was