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I slowly opened my eyes, a tiny part of me waiting to experience a sharp pull on my head, one I still hadn't gotten used to. Surprisingly and fortunately for me, I felt nothing as I sat up, scrunching up the duvet into bundles around me. In fact, I felt more at peace and at ease than I'd felt in a long time. The creases on the bed next to me confused me all the more. Where was I?

"Oh, you're up." I didn't need to rack my brain to figure out who it was. To further buttress my point, I watched as Noah walked into the room, a bright smile on his face. Wait what?. " Good morning, Bailey."

"Noah." Now it was beginning to make sense. I sat in silence as memories of last night came whizzing by.

I slept next to Noah when he asked me too. I was nice to Noah. I even helped him with his injury. Wait, his injury…

"Noah." I was already on my feet before I could make sense of anything else. I darted right to him and crouched just in front of his left leg. I made a fuss of trying to lift up one of