Noble's eyes slid down to the bracelet and caught on it. He'd bought it for her a few years ago — before his father had died, and before he'd moved to North Bartonburg — and he felt something tighten in his chest. There was a real, physical sign on her wrist that they had been real — even if only in secret, even if only for a moment — and he didn't know what to do about it.
None of this was easy, but it was certainly easier when he wasn't standing right next to her.
He'd been so busy looking at her bracelet that he didn't hear what she said. "I'm sorry, what was that?" Noble said, looking back up at her face and feeling faintly embarrassed. Maybe the drinks had affected him a little more than he'd thought.
None of this was easy, but it was certainly easier when he wasn't standing right next to her.
He'd been so busy looking at her bracelet that he didn't hear what she said. "I'm sorry, what was that?" Noble said, looking back up at her face and feeling faintly embarrassed. Maybe the drinks had affected him a little more than he'd thought.
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