CHAPTER 29
“What?” I said, completely stunned. Pamela glanced up from the file, her expression unreadable. “Is there a problem helping me choose?” I stared at her, still trying to process what she was asking. “Why me?” I asked, my voice quiet but sharp. “Noah can pick his own wife.” She gave a soft, almost amused smile. “If I leave it to Noah, he’ll stay single until he’s old and grey. He’s too stubborn and too focused on everyone else but himself. You know how he is.” I felt the sting in her words. Offended wasn’t even the right word. “Why do you think he needs someone? What makes you think he’s not already whole?” Pamela leaned forward slightly, her voice gentle but firm. “Because I know him. And I know you. That’s why I asked you. He’s fond of you, trusts you. You understand him. I thought yo
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