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Lily

As I started my day, the sun cast a warm glow through the windows, signaling the beginning of another busy day. I had a feeling that Noah might show up later; it was like a faint intuition nudging at the back of my mind. Maybe it was his habit of surprising me when I least expected it, or perhaps it was just wishful thinking on my part. Regardless, I couldn't shake off the anticipation that lingered in the air as I went about my chores around the house.

Hours passed, and as predicted, Noah's familiar footsteps echoed through the hallway. His presence alone brought a mix of emotions, ranging from excitement to apprehension. There was something different about him today, though. Even before he spoke, I could sense a heaviness in his demeanor, as if a weight burdened his every step.

"Hey, Lily," he greeted me with a forced smile, but his eyes betrayed the facade, revealing a storm of thoughts swirling within.

"Hey, Noah," I replied, setting aside the task I was engrossed in. "What's