Chapter 115
I stay quiet, pressing my lips into a thin line. Everything inside me is fighting the whisper of his name in my head.
The same man who once wished I could disappear can’t possibly be the one who waited two days for me to wake
I want to deny it. Want to say that it isn’t him but I can’t. Not when everything points straight at him. Lilly wouldn’t be this giddy if it were anyone else. And really, who else could it be? Everyone else who came wouldn’t have made her react like this.
“You’re not even going to try and guess?” she asks, her eyes narrowing on me, teasing but curious.
“Lilly,” I breathe out, my patience thinning. “You know I hate suspense.”
I’m sure it’s him, but until I hear his name, I’ll continue to feel like I’m standing at the edge of a cliff. I already know what’s coming, but I can’t stop the fall.
She studies me for a moment before exhaling, a flicker of disappointment crossing her face.
“Fine,” she mutters. “It’s Noah.”
The breath I was holding rushes out of me. I knew it, but hearing it confirmed hits differently.
And then come the questions begin to flood my head, so many of them that I find it hard to hold a single thought steady.
Why would he come? Was it because of the baby? But didn’t he say he didn’t want the baby? Didn’t he make it clear that he didn’t care about either of us?
“That’s not the reaction I was expecting,” Lilly says, her voice cutting through the noise in my head.
I look at her, still trying to process. “And what reaction were you expecting?”
She throws her hands up. “I don’t know. Maybe excitement? Relief? Joy? Something! Instead, you look like someone just told you to swallow a rock.”
I shift slightly on the bed, wincing when a dull ache flares in my side. “Why would I be excited that Noah was here, Lilly?”
She gives me a look that’s half disbelief, half exasperation. “Maybe because it’s a sign things are changing between you two,” she says softly. “You’ve loved Noah since we were kids, Sierra.”
“Key word being loved,” I mumble. “I loved him. I no longer do.” 3
Are you sure? a quiet voice whispers in my head.
It’s been so long since I even thought about Noah and love in the same sentence. He’s hurt me too much. How could I still love him after everything? Wouldn’t that make me pathetic, still holding on to someone who clearly despises me?
“That doesn’t matter,” Lilly says, cutting into my thoughts. “Think about it, when has Noah ever cared? When has he ever shown a shred of concern for you? Don’t you think it’s strange?”
“Maybe he was just concerned about the baby,” I mutter.
“Maybe,” she says thoughtfully, tapping her chin. “But you know what I think? Something’s changed in him. He’s been different lately.”
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I sigh, already knowing where this is headed.
As much as Lilly always went head–to–head with Noal for me, she loves her cousin. Deep down, it was always her dream and mine once upon a time, that I’d marry Noah someday. That I’d officially become part of the family.
She’s tried setting me up with other men, but deep down she always held on to hope that Noah and I would end up together.
All this? Every time she talks about him changing? It’s her way of keeping that dream alive.
“Lilly,” I whisper, ignoring the sharp ache that cuts through my side. “It’s just your hopeful thinking. Nothing’s changed. Noah and I will never be together, and I’ve already accepted that.”
It hurt like hell–fuck, did it hurt–I cried for days and grieved. Eventually I accepted the reality and buried those feelings so deep in the depths of my soul that I no longer thought about them.
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