Hannah & Noah
Hannah’s POV
The next few days passed in a blur of awkward silences and forced interactions. Noah showed up every day, like clockwork, for our two-hour ‘bonding’ sessions, seemingly unfazed about missing work.
I couldn’t decide if I liked it or hated it. On one hand, it was nice to have some company and to see him making an effort. On the other, it felt like a constant reminder of my trapped situation. Despite my last outburst, he still seemed convinced that he could force me to stay married to him, or maybe change my mind.
Well, it wasn’t happening. I just needed some time to think and plan, and then I would get the hell out of here. I had been telling the truth that night after the nursery store; I had no intentions of staying with him.
Still, during these
