BIANCAMy heart pounded wildly as tears spilled down my face while I looked at Noah.“It’s okay, shh… It’s okay, Bianca,” he said softly, pulling me into his arms.“I’m here now. I won’t let anyone hurt you,” he whispered, holding me tight.After a while, Noah insisted we go back inside the club. He made it clear he wouldn’t let me leave until I felt better.I admired how much he cared for me, something I desperately wished Liam could do.“What’s wrong Bianca?” Noah asked as we settled at the club, his eyes shining brightly under the blinking lights.I glanced up to meet his gaze, then quickly looked away, blinking nervously.“You can trust me. I’m here to help,” he said softly, his calm voice easing some of my tension.“It’s my marriage,” I whispered, staring down at the bracelet on my wrist. “Or rather, my husband.” A faint, sad smile crossed my lips.I’d just been hurt by one man, and here I was, opening up to another.“I knew it!” Noah said suddenly, lightly tapping the table with
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