Nina's POV
It was already a week since I last saw Amar. I had no idea whether he had gone home to India like I asked him to or China or if he was still in America.
I was worried and I hoped he was fine. I felt stupid for talking to Daisy about him, I felt like a teenager who was in love. But Daisy was a good listener and counselor.
I couldn't muster up the courage to call him. But when I couldn't take it anymore, I called Damien.
"Hello mom", he greeted softly.
"Damien, how are you doing?"
"I'm fine, mom", he replied.
"Are you ok? Why are you sounding that way?"
"Nothing." He said.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, mom. I'm good."
"Ok. I just called to hear from you. When are you coming home?"
"I have a few more things to round up. I hope to finish by next week." He replied.
"Ok." I murmured and kept quiet.
"We'll talk later, mom", he said.
"What about your dad, Damien?" I finally asked.