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Chapter Fifteen

Happy, Like All The Time

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I knew what was happening.

I'm not an idiot and I read enough books.

Noah and I were clearly getting closer and I was starting to let my guard down around him. Sure, I let him in but I wasn't going to tell him anything about what he really wanted to know - the raven, the bad luck, why I was afraid to get attached.

Those memories were locked somewhere deep and far, very, very far at the scary corners at the back of my mind that were filled with cobwebs.

I was letting my guard down, letting him know me better but those things, those memories that I left in Saratoga, those things were for me to know and that was it.

I didn't even talk about them with Charlie and Ezra so there was no way that Noah would find out about them. That was something I needed to make clear.

Anyways, after laying awake all night on Sunday after Noah left my house because Ezra had interrupted what was about to happen, I did some thinking.

For the very first time in a long,