Hannah
I jumped up from my vanity, the brush clattering to the floor with a loud thud that echoed in the suddenly tense room.
“What do you mean you can’t come?” I demanded, my words coming out harsher than I intended. “You promised!”
Noah sat up in bed, the sheets pooling around his bare waist. Normally, I would have been entranced by the sight of the peaks and valleys of muscles strung across his body, but I was too upset in the moment to notice.
“I know, Hannah. I’m sorry. A sudden business meeting came up that I absolutely cannot miss.”
“A… business meeting?” I repeated incredulously, my hands clenching into fists at my sides. “A business meeting is what’s more important than our baby?”
Noah flinched as if my words physically pained him. The soft expression that
