“She would have hurt you.” Surprise warmed his features. “Nova . . .” She turned away, her heart fluttering with the way he was looking at her. Then—“Nova.” She glanced up again, and Adrian was suddenly grinning. He pointed to something behind her. Nova peered up. Her shoulders fell. Winston’s puppet,
I.... adrian my dude are you okay? Shes spilling her heart out and you only care to find the puppet??
