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.

offering me a glass of water and some saltine crackers to munch

water with hands that still trembled slightly. As I sipped, I couldn’t

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 voice in the back

father, the sudden display of domesticity between my new niece and now–could it all be part of an elaborate plan to keep me

this?” I asked,

brow furrowed with genuine confusion. “Doing what?” he asked, stroking the


sleeve of saltines sitting on the sink, the washcloth against my forehead. “Being such a… perfect husband. Is it just to look good in front of

front of your parents?” He

“Maybe you want them to convince me to stay with you. It wouldn’t be

gaze. “Hannah, we’re alone right now. How can I be putting on a show for your parents when they’re not even

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

me…”

a new mom and the father of her child is a deadbeat and I wanted

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