#Chapter 186: Too Comfortable

Hannah The next day, I woke up feeling groggy and irritable. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, but it did little to improve my mood. I didn’t expect Noah to show up again. Yesterday was probably just a one-time thing, a way to placate me or ease his guilt. And so, after showering and having breakfast, I settled into the living room with a book, determined to enjoy my solitude. But to my surprise, Noah burst through the door at precisely the same time as yesterday. A little early, in fact. “Get ready,” was all he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “We’re going out.” I lowered my book and stared at him, dumbfounded. “What? Where? Why?” I asked. I didn’t want to go out, especially not with him; I wanted to be left the hell alone. “We’re going to the nursery store,” he replied almost exasperatedly, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Come on, hurry up and get dressed. I made an appointment.” Begrudgingly, I got up an