#Chapter 237: Lost Pictures

Noah Noah stood in the foyer of his spacious home, listening to the sound of Zoe’s laughter fading as she left for her bachelorette party, tiara askance on her head. “See you later, honey!” she called out, waving as she climbed into the waiting limousine, where all of her friends were already drinking and laughing. “Have fun with Adam!” Noah smiled tightly and waved back. The wedding was just a couple of days away, and while Zoe had been eager to celebrate with her friends, Noah had opted for a quiet night at home with Adam. The house felt eerily quiet without Zoe’s constant chatter and the clacking of her heels on the hardwood floors, but Noah didn’t mind. It was sort of nice to have the space. Shutting the door, Noah turned, placing his hands on his hips. “Alright, little man,” Noah called out, his voice echoing through the house. “Ready or not, here I come!” He heard a muffled giggle coming from upstairs and grinned. Adam wasn’t the best at