Page 11 of Trusting Easton


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“Are you fucking serious? Did you see that look she gave you?”

“Okay, just let it go.” I pick up my water and take a drink.

He’s right. I freaked out the waitress with those questions, but it’s because I’m desperate for answers.

Why won’t Nova talk to me? Why won’t she at least give me a chance to explain?

“Give me your phone,” I say to Jace.

“Why?”

“I want to see if she picks up.”

“You didn’t bring your phone?”

“I did, but when I call her it goes straight to voicemail. It doesn’t ring.”

“That means she blocked you.”

“That’s what I’m guessing, which is why I need your phone.”

He sighs as he hands it to me. “This is messed up. I’ve never seen you this crazy over a girl.”

Because she’s not just a girl. She’s Nova, the girl I love, the girl I haven’t stopped thinking about for 12 years. Now that I’ve found her, I’m not just giving up because of some stupid misunderstanding.

Her phone rings several times before going to voicemail.

“She didn’t pick up.” I hand Jace his phone. “But this time it rang, which confirms that she blocked me.”

“Shit, she’s really pissed at you. I lie to girls all the time and never had a single one of them block my calls, even after finding out I lied.”

“Nova doesn’t trust people. She gives you one chance to prove she can trust you, and if you screw up, it’s over. She’ll never trust you again.”

“So why aren’t you giving up? She’s obviously not going to forgive you.”

“Maybe she will, maybe she won’t, but I don’t want her making the decision based on a misunderstanding. If she knew what my parents are like, and how they reacted when they found out I was sneaking out to see her, she might understand why I didn’t tell them about her.”

“Why didn’t you tellme?” he asks, bobbing his straw in and out of his water.

“Because telling you about her meant telling you about my past, about being adopted. That was a secret I wasn’t supposed to tell.”

“But then you did, in front of Paris, who you know will tell the whole school on Monday, if she hasn’t already.”

“I was sick of hiding it.” I shake my head. “My own damn sister didn’t know. How messed up is that?”

“I get why your parents didn’t want to tell her. Jenna can’t keep a secret. She lives for this shit. A family secret she can tell all her friends? She’s probably told everyone she knows by now.”

“My parents had a talk with her and told her to keep her mouth shut or she won’t get a car when she turns 16.”

“That’s not gonna stop her. She’ll tell everyone now, and then whine about the car for the next year until your parents just give in and give it to her.”

“Yeah, you’re right. The whining works every time.”

Mara returns with our food. “Anything else I can get you?”

“I’ll take a Coke,” Jace says.

“You want one too?” Mara asks me.

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