*Noah POV*
I don’t know what happened in my mind once Hope told us what was in hers. She poured her heart out, and for once, since this tragedy happened, she was honest not only with us, but herself.
She finally said what I needed her to say, not what I wanted to hear. Every time she did it, it pissed me off further. I wouldn’t be human if I wasn’t angry that someone had killed my father, but the truth was, it wasn’t completely about his death. It really wasn’t.
It was more of the fact that someone I admired, maybe even loved like a brother, put himself in a position to lose his life. Sure, I will miss my dad a lot, but if I sat here and said that he and I were close, it would be a lie.
Our father’s focus turned from us a long time ago. Nick says it was after we lost our mom. I say
