Mama would be home any minute, yet I found myself crying in front of my bathroom mirror again.

Honestly, this was becoming a hobby. No, a career.

I took a deep breath, shakily patting down my cheekbones to dry them off without causing wrinkles. I stared at my reflection, but all I saw was somebody who was... lost.

I averted my eyes and picked my phone up off the counter, texting Will.

_TEXT MESSAGES_

Nico: Won't be at school today. Tell Hazel so she won't freak out?
Nico: Feel free to swing by my place after school.

Will: Is everything okay?

Nico: I'll be fine.

Will: Nico?

Nico: Yeah?

Will: I'm coming over.

Nico: What?

Will: Yeah. I finished my class work anyways. See you soon!