Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth
They walked over to the food stands together and Drake put in their order for three beers, a soda, and four soft pretzels.
“So,” Drake said as they waited for their food, “how’s everything going? With you and Hannah, I mean.”
Noah raised an eyebrow. “What business is that of yours?” he asked.
Drake shrugged, seemingly unaffected by Noah’s bitterness. “Hannah just seems a bit sad lately, that’s all. And I’d be lying if I said that she didn’t mention you two are having some… issues.”
Noah felt his blood pressure go up at that. Had Hannah really been opening up to Drake, of all people?