Zoe’s POV:Noah knew about the university plan before I told him.I found this out three days after my conversation with my mother in the studio when he came into my room without knocking which he had been doing since we were children and which I had stopped trying to correct around age twelve when I accepted it was simply a feature of having Noah as a brother.He sat on the floor.Not the bed. The floor. Noah sat on floors when he had something specific to say because sitting on floors was his version of making himself comfortable enough to say it.I looked at him over the top of my notebook.“Mum told you,” I said.“Mum did not tell me anything,” he said. “I heard you talking.”“You were listening outside the studio,” I said.“I was passing the studio,” he said. “The door was open.”“Noah,” I said.“You should have closed the door if you wanted privacy,” he said.This was technically accurate and I chose not to concede it.“What did you hear,” I said.“Enough,” he said.I put the no
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