Hannah
The next few days passed in a blissful haze, each one better than the last. Noah kept true to his word, throwing himself into planning a wonderful baby shower with me.
We spent our days planning, sending out invitations to all our friends, and our nights... Well, those were filled with sweet lovemaking and long, intimate conversations about everything and nothing at the same time.
Those nights were my favorite, and I loathed having to fall asleep. I wanted our evenings to last forever.
The letters, for their part, remained a mystery. Noah still didn’t remember writing them, but I was willing to work through this with him. I let him keep them, hoping that reading them at his leisure might jog his memory.
Sometimes, I would catch him poring over them, his brow f
