Chapter 19

Forty minutes.

Nate is forty minutes late.

I sit outside the Haynes' house on their front steps contemplating on calling Nate for the tenth time. Where is he?

I had knocked on the door almost an hour ago and Tim answered, no longer surprised to see me when I did this. He had said Nate went to the library, which shouldn't have me worried, but it did. He knew we had our date tonight and knowing Nate, his punctual self would have been here. He didn't seem like someone who would stand me up.

I check my phone again, sighing when it goes straight to voicemail.

Bright headlights turn the corner and I stand up. The car screeches to a halt in front of Nate's house and I begin to walk towards it. Molly steps out of the car.

At first, jealousy rears its ugly head and I stop in mid stride. What was she doing here?

Movement out of the corner of my eyes near the passenger seat catches my attention and for a second I stop breathing. My chest tightens to the point it feels like fire sears straigh