“Penpal program? Noah asked, taking the seat opposite me. “That sounds interesting. Tell me more.”

I explained the concept to him, surprised by his genuine interest. When I finished, he was nodding. thinking deeply.

“That’s a great idea, Hannah,” he said. “I’m glad you have a new project to focus on. Let me know if you need any help with it.”

His compliment and offer of help, both so freely given, caught me off guard. But mentioning the program had stirred up memories of our own letter–writing days, and a wave of sadness washed over me.

“Noah,” I began hesitantly, “do you really not remember the letters we used to write to each other?”

His brow furrowed. “Letters?”

I nodded. “When we were teenagers. We wrote to each other for two years.

Noah’s expression clouded, and I felt my heart sink. “Hannah, I… I went through some very tough times as a teen. A lot of that period is just a blur to me now. I’m sorry.”

to yell, to cry, to call him a liar. But as I looked at him, I saw a deep sadness in his eyes, one

to me in those letters that he had forgotten. I remembered how he had written

was harder to be angry with him. The Noah sitting across from me now seemed more like that vulnerable boy than the cold, distant man I had married. Maybe I had

“when we get home, I’ll show

eyes widened in surprise. “You… you’re coming home with

just said. “I… I guess I didn’t even think about it when I said

“Really?”

the pregnancy,” I clarified. “And then, perhaps we can amicably divorce and do joint custody with

Hannah. An amicable situation. I understand

pulled me into a hug. My eyes widened in surprise, and I found myself too

I should have gotten so used to it by now that I couldn’t even smell it anymore. But despite everything, I did, and it still made my knees

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