NORA POV
When we got back to the house, the silence between Derek and me was thick. I didn’t want to say anything about what happened, not like I had anything to say.
“Nora, about tonight…”
He said slowly, but his eyes stayed on me. “I just want you to know, I’m sorry you had to go through that.”
I looked away. “It’s not your fault.” I didn’t want him to feel responsible, even if part of me wished he could fix everything.
“I never took the whole thing seriously,” I said, looking away. “So it doesn’t get to me like that.”
He frowned, clearly confused. “What... what is that supposed to mean?”
“Goodnight, Derek,”then started walking quickly toward my room.
“Nora, wait. Talk to me,” he called after me.
I closed the door behind me and locked it, pressing my back against it as I let out
