NADINE'S P.O.V
Over the next two days, Jennifer did not look at me during training.
She acted like I didn't exist even when I tried to speak to her myself. It reminded me of the time we'd spent out together. It was infuriating.
I thought we'd grown past that, but clearly we hadn't.
I tried not to focus on it too much, especially seeing as there were more pressing things at hand, like the fact that Trent was preparing to blow up the bunkers.
Joshua and Sam had been trying hard to find a way to broadcast the message while Rowan had been working with Solomon and Edith to find a team that would go to some major landmarks to save as many people as possible.
They'd adamantly refused to go the entire way to the bunker and I couldn't understand why. Hundreds would die. The people at the bunker weren't prepared for life outside, but Solomon didn't seem to care. They'd voted, and we'd have to deal with it.
"Hey."
I jumped when a hand settled on my shoulder.
