#Chapter 185: Yellow Paint

Hannah I stared at Noah, unsure of what to say. I had assumed that he wouldn’t show up today, since I had taken care to schedule our meetings during his work hours, but it seemed I was mistaken. And now he wanted me to come up with something to do. “We could go out to eat,” he suggested, counting off on his fingers. “Or watch movies. I’ll even take you shopping if it would make you happy. Anything to make you less stressed.” I blinked, still trying to process the situation. The Noah I knew wouldn’t skip work for me, let alone offer to take me shopping. Something felt fishy about this whole situation. It was too… performative. “I... I’d rather just stay home,” I said, secretly hoping he would be content to go to his study and leave me well enough alone. To my relief, Noah nodded. “Alright, if that’s what you want.” He turned and left the room without another word. Satisfied, I picked up my book and began to read again. Finally, some peace and quiet.