CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

Nora’s POV

"Shit! Shit! Shit!” I slept in. It was Dylan’s big day; he was part of a recital today. I needed to get him ready. He had been talking about this all through the week. It would break his heart if we were late.

Immediately, I ran downstairs to see a scowling Dylan. He frowned at me, and with just one look, I ran back upstairs and jumped into the shower. I agree; I was in the wrong. His feelings were valid. I had stayed up all night talking to Claire.

“Why didn’t you tell me about your new job?’ I asked.

She coughed and hesitated for a second. “I didn’t know how you would take it,” Claire said.

“Come on, Claire, you are my best friend; you are like a sister to me. I would not keep such a secret from you; you know that."I scrolded her. She took in a deep breath.

“I’m sorry, Nor. I didn’t mean to hurt you, okay?’

I didn’t say anything. Claire was not telling me anything. She was too chill.

"Nora, are you there?’ She asked, and I nodded.

“Hmm”

“Have you forgiven me?” she asked.