I gasped, grabbing a pillow and chucking it straight at him. “Noah!” The pillow hit him square in the face, and for a moment, I saw a flash of the boy I used to know—an uncharacteristic smirk, a huff of laughter, and reddened cheeksDammit; I had to bite back the urge to laugh, too. I was supposed t
HannahThe next day, I woke up feeling groggy and irritable. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, but it did little to improve my mood.I didn’t expect Noah to show up again. Yesterday was probably just a one-time thing, a way to placate me or ease his guilt. And so, after showering and having br
He raised an eyebrow. “Why not? I want our child to have the best of everything.”“But—”“No buts, Hannah. This is for our baby.”Feeling vindictive, I decided to test him. I pointed to a ridiculously expensive, crystal-encrusted mobile. “Okay. I want that, then,” I said, certain he would refuse.“O
Hannah & NoahHannah’s POVThe next few days passed in a blur of awkward silences and forced interactions. Noah showed up every day, like clockwork, for our two-hour ‘bonding’ sessions, seemingly unfazed about missing work.I couldn’t decide if I liked it or hated it. On one hand, it was nice to hav
“What? When were you going to tell me this?”Viona had the decency to look ashamed. “Look, I’m sorry. I should have told you sooner. But Hannah, you should have seen him. He was so worried about you, about the baby.”For a moment, it felt as if all the air had been sucked out of the room. I had an i
HannahI found myself standing outside Noah’s office door. The sun had begun its nightly descent, the shadows in the hall lengthening. I hadn’t seen Noah all day; he had abruptly canceled our daily bonding time that morning, and I wondered if my locking the bedroom door last night when I heard him s
I waited, staring at him with wide eyes, silently begging him to remember—to have saved at least one of our letters, just like I did.But Noah just blinked again, looking utterly devoid of emotion. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said simply.I stared at him, astounded. He didn’t…It fe
HannahThe room was silent as I cautiously approached the table, although my heart was pounding so hard in my chest I wondered if they could all hear it.The eyes of every Luna in the room were fixed on me, their gazes stern and appraising. I had never felt so small. Not since my rebirth, at least.