Noah's POV
As the phone continued to ring, my mind raced. Was I really doing this for my father, or was it for me? The thought of seeing Alison at the farmhouse, sharing moments away from the hustle and bustle, filled me with a mix of excitement and anxiety. What if this trip made things even more complicated? What if my feelings grew even stronger?
The ringing stopped, and I heard a familiar voice on the other end, but it wasn't Alison. It was a man's voice. My brows furrowed in confusion.
"Hello?" the voice said, sounding cautious.
"Uh, hi. Is Alison there?" I asked, trying to mask my surprise.
"Who is this?" I couldn't help but ask, curiosity and a hint of jealousy creeping into my voice.
"This is Peter, Who's this?"
Recognition dawned on me, and I remembered Alison mentioning ye
