Chapter 90

OLIVIA I was in the kitchen, putting together a simple fruit platter for Hannah. I peeled a few mandarins, sliced apples and pears into neat pieces, and added a handful of orange wedges before arranging everything carefully on a plate. Hannah was in her room, resting. I was about to call her to the living room when I suddenly felt a presence behind me. I startled, nearly dropping the knife, and turned to find Noah looming over me. I didn’t notice him coming. Did he walk without making a sound? The kitchen was small, so I told him to wait in the living room, but he stayed by the doorway instead, watching quietly as I finished with the fruit. Maybe I’d been too focused to notice him step inside. I lowered my head, hair falling forward against my cheeks. When I looked up, my lips parted in surprise and my gaze trembled as it met his. Noah reached forward, plucked a slice of apple from the platter, and took a bite. “Sweet,” he murmured. Then he lifted a piece of pear, held it between his f