The air in the train cabin felt stifling the moment I stepped in, and it hadn't even left the station yet. Nicole was already staking out her spot beside Maya, sliding in with a content grin that made me roll my eyes.
Of course, she'd pick her over me. Not that I cared. Still, that left me standing there for a split second longer than I wanted, surveying my only option.
Layla was already in the window seat, looking out toward the platform with a distracted expression, as if she were miles away.
I debated for a half-second, but any other choice would be more hassle than it was worth, so I slipped into the seat beside her with as much nonchalance as I could muster.
I kept my gaze straight ahead, refusing to acknowledge her presence as I settled into the narrow, upholstered seat.
The train creaked around us as passengers and crew stowed luggage, voices mingling in a murmur that filled the cabin.
