Ava could not shake the feeling of injustice, believing that those who did not know the truth should not speak. Yet, she knew that when many voices joined together, the noise could be overwhelming, and things were rarely as simple as they seemed.
"Time to get back to work!"
"Alright," Ava replied, her energy drained. However, as she turned, she caught sight of Xavier, and her expression turned complex.
Noelle caught sight of Xavier as well, and her eyebrows knitted together in a slight frown. Their relationship had changed so much that she hardly ever spent time with him anymore. Xavier, however, did not seem to realize that things were different now.
Xavier walked over, his lips pressed tightly together. He was not happy when he saw Noelle's look. "Yesterday, you..."
Noelle interrupted, looking up, "What? Is there something you need, Mr. Harris?"
Xavier's brows were creased with worry. "Why didn't you come home last night? You're a girl, and you didn't come home all night. Don't you realize..."
"How is my coming home any of your business? Don't you think you're being a bit too intrusive, Mr. Harris?" Noelle set down her pen and gave him a mocking smile.
"Noelle!" Xavier's voice was a low growl. "I'm trying to have a civil conversation. Can you please stop being so sarcastic?"
He felt he had not done anything to deserve that. Remembering how he had waited outside her house the night before, only to find out she never came home, made him even angrier.
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