Olivia sat at her sewing machine and worked on the sleeves of a jacket. A knock sounded on the doorframe, and she stopped sewing to peer over her shoulder at Noah.
"Yeah?" Olivia smiled at him and noticed how his face lacked emotion.
"I was just thinking about the whole marriage thing. I don't know if I want that. My plan when I was younger was to travel the world and never live in one place. I planned to live on a deserted island. I wanted to live off the land, but then I had a kid." Noah sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "I work a job that I don't want to. I spend all my time doing that. I eat and breathe work. And you are home. Doing this!" He gestured to her creations. "You get to create things and stay home most of the time with Amelia. Yet you focus so much on it... th
