Chapter 0315

Hannah

Noah’s warm hand rubbed gentle circles on my back as he held my hair, his voice soft and soothing.

“I’m here for you, Hannah. Just let it out.”

His tone was more tender than I had ever heard it, a contrast to the cold, calculated demeanor he usually wore. The touch of his hand, the reassurance in his voice–it wasn’t at all like the Noah I had come to know over the years.

But it was exactly what I needed.

When the wave of nausea finally passed, I slumped against the cool bathroom wall, feeling utterly drained. The chill of the tiles against my back was a welcome distraction from the lingering queasiness roiling around in my belly.

Noah quickly wet a washcloth with cold water and gently wiped my face, crouching in front of me.

said, offering me a glass of water and some saltine crackers to munch on. “Small

nodded weakly, taking the water with hands that still trembled slightly. As I sipped, I couldn’t help but notice the worry etched into

word seemed to chip away at the icy barrier I had built around my heart as of late. I felt myself softening toward him, even as a nagging

this genuine concern that he was showing me, or was it just another tactic? The check he had given to my father, the sudden

you doing this?” I asked, my voice hoarse from the

genuine confusion. “Doing what?” he asked, stroking the cool washcloth along


the room, to the glass in my hand, the sleeve of saltines sitting on the sink,

in front of your parents?” He cocked

shrugged. “Maybe you want them to convince me to stay with you. It wouldn’t be hard, if you keep acting like this around

sighed, sitting back on his heels and leveling me with a stern gaze. “Hannah, we’re alone right now. How can I be putting on a show for your

his words. He had a point. “But… They saw you take Olivia…

me…”

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