Chapter 22

“It’s nothing” he said hastily, pinning it to his shirt with practiced precision.

Nora tilted her head, curioun. “Nothing, huh?”

“It’s from Aunt Linda, Alex admitted reluctantly, his tone softening as he stared at the badge.

The corners of his lips lifted into a rare sulle.

She gave it to me last week. I’m wearing it to choot her on tonight at the Fall Moon Speed Rare

The mere thought of the rare seemed to light a spark in Alex

He straightened his posture, his earlier grumpiness momentarily forgotten.

But the flicker of happiness dimmed when he realized something

Aunt Landa hadn’t called lum yet today.

She was usually quick to reply to his texts, often sending him playful voice messages or sharing her plans for the day.

Alex’s chest tightened. Was she angry with him?

The memory of yesterday’s argument resurfaced, gnawing at his mind.

He’d accidentally spilled juice on her prized racing gloves, and although she’d laughed it off at the time, he couldn’t shake the feeling that she might be upset after all

Frantically, he grabbed his phone and sent her a string of texts:

“Aunt Linda, are you mad at me?”

“I’m sorry about yesterday!”

Mom, okay? Don’t be angry,

there was no response.

but her side

ily silent.

a lump forming

up!” Nora’s voice cut

the room door open, storming out. “You’re

blinked, taken aback by his

“What’s gotten i

murmured, watching as he stomped downstairs.

and there she was,

lady greeted

morning.” Nora replied, trying to mask her unease

old lady asked, referring to

night for some urgent

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thinned, a flicker of

more, her focus shifting to

a quiet breakfast, the duo made their way

Alex suddenly announced, “I need

the restroom.

back to the house, leaving his phone on

life. The screen hit up,

phone. She knew it wasn’t her place to look, but curiosity got the better

about yesterday. Tim not mad. See

the test itself that caught Nora’s attention, it was the conversation history below

was quiet, except for the occasional hum of

in the passenger seat, his eyes glued to his phone, his fingers

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