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Chapter 145

Author: Sandra Obianuju
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Days have passed since I made the call to Noah, but his only response was a brief text message: "Sorry, I missed your call. Will get in touch with you soon." It has been radio silence ever since.

On a Saturday afternoon, I accompanied the girls to their initial therapy session, as recommended. Once their sessions conclude, I seize the opportunity to have a conversation with the therapist. He assured me that my daughters don't exhibit any signs of emotional trauma. However, he suggests continuing the sessions for a few more weeks primarily for observation purposes. Leaving the therapist's office, my thoughts drifted to Noah, and I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of longing for him.

Curious, I pondered to myself, wondering why I'm missing someone I barely know. What is it about him that elicits this longing within me?

Reading my mind, Anna interrupted my thoughts and asked, "Where is Mr.Noah?"

Carefully choosing my words, I inquired, "Why do you ask, dear?"

Ever since that day we
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