Chapter 100: Missing Pieces, Part 1

"Afternoon, Chloe." Declan caught my gaze in the rearview mirror. "Bad day?"

"You have no idea." I cradled my head in my hands, trying to make sense of Trent and my emotions. But they were nonsensical, and dwelling on it would only give me a headache. There was only one thing I could do - stay far away from Trent. And Jaxon.

When I arrived at my father's house, I thanked Declan and headed inside. Larissa was sitting at the kitchen table doing something on her phone.

"Hey," I said.

She looked up and smiled. "How was school?"

I shrugged. "Same as every other day." I grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator. "Dad home?"

"He's working late. Again." She frowned. "Do you have any plans tonight?"

"No, but I've been wanting to ask you. . . Can I hang out with Simon Saturday night? He's going to pick me up at six."

She smiled again, this time wider and brighter. "Two weekends in a row. Back in my day, we called that dating."