Meanwhile…
After hearing about last night from Zoren, Finn ordered his driver to speed to Nina's workplace.
All night, he had barely slept—not that it bothered him. He could rest later, with her. But now, knowing that Nina had needed him, regret gnawed at his chest.
Had he known, he wouldn't have gone to the airport to pick up his parents. She was more important than them. He would rather be deemed an unfilial son than a neglectful partner.
On the way, he tried calling Nina, but her phone was on silent. She was probably busy, but that didn't ease his worry. She had been through something horrific, and he hadn't been there for her.
As the car sped through the streets, they soon reached Nina's workplace. Just as they pulled up in front of the building, Finn caught sight of her walking along the sidewalk.
"Stop," he ordered under his breath, eyes fixed on her dragging steps. His heart clenched, his hands balling into fists.