Noelle moved closer and gently took Charles's hand. "Let's face it. At our age, it's impossible to not have a history. I've got mine, and you're no stranger to it." She sat beside him on the bed, resting her head against him. "I'm just a girl. I can get jealous and mad, but that's all in the past, right? You've picked me now, which means you've moved on. You're here with me now and not her, right?"Charles looked at her, his eyes softening. Her gaze was so clear, so pure. He nodded, a silent promise in his eyes. "Yeah." In his heart, he knew she was the only one for him.Noelle let out a relieved breath. "I get it now. I've been mad already, and you don't have to stay upset." With a laugh, Noelle dove into Charles's embrace. As if a thought struck her, she looked up at him from his arms. "Hold on, what did you mean about possibly seeing her tomorrow?"Charles wrapped an arm around Noelle, his other hand gently playing with her hair.Noelle bit her lip, her forehead creasing with wo
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