#Chapter 192: Hotel Heartbreak

Hannah The car ride stretched on endlessly as we made our way to Silvermoon. Noah had insisted on driving, citing environmental concerns and my pregnancy as reasons to avoid flying. I stared out the window, watching the landscape blur by, trying to ignore his presence beside me. “We should reach the hotel in about an hour,” Noah said, breaking the silence that had persisted for most of the journey. I merely nodded, not bothering to look at him. He sighed. “Hannah, we’re going to be spending a lot of time together over the next few days. Can we at least try to be civil?” “I am being civil,” I replied coldly. “I haven’t thrown you out of the moving car, have I?” Noah chuckled, but it sounded forced. “I suppose that’s true. Small mercies, right?” I didn’t respond, and we lapsed back into silence. As promised, we arrived at the hotel an hour later—an upscale place situated along the river that crossed between Nightcrest and Silvermoon. We alw