Noah's POV Leaving was difficult, just like when I went away for training. But somehow yet different, at least it was for me. Maybe it was the fact that I knew this was it and there was no coming back. I mean of course I would come back and visit, but I would never come back and live here. Maybe that's why it was so different for me. Or maybe they felt it too but I just didn't know. Either way, it was difficult and hard to leave. Once again there wasn't a dry eye as I climbed into the car. Although I did get some satisfaction from snatching the door out of Alpha jerk's hand and closing it myself. 'I'm not a fucking princess! I don't need my door held open and closed for me.' I thought to myself, satisfied. After driving for an hour, we pulled into a small diner for lunch. I look around as we walk into the restaurant. I've seen the restaurant several times as we passed by, but have never stopped here. So as we walked in I look around, taking in my surroundings for the first time.
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