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Chapter 21: The first place I’d look

Author: Irena Dane
last update publish date: 2026-07-06 13:06:17
Noah’s POV

Neither of us knew how to react, what to say, or what to do next.

The words I’d just bleedingly confessed hung in the freezing air between us.The ocean filled the silence, waves rolling rhythmically onto the shore before dissolving into a hiss of white foam and retreating back into the night. I stood perfectly still, barely daring to breathe, my shoes slowly sinking into the damp sand. The biting coastal wind swept across the open bay, but right now, I couldn't feel the cold.

My right
Irena Dane

I have just one question… ARE YOU SCREAMING AS MUCH AS I AM?! 😭💕 Well… That finally happened. 🥹❤️ I’ve been waiting for this moment for what feels like forever, and I hope it was worth the wait. Now I need to know…what was your favorite moment in this chapter? The confession? The kiss? Or maybe something else? Thank you for experiencing this journey with Noah and Isla. Your love for them means the world to me. See you in the next chapter. 🤍 — Irena Dane

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