Noah’s POV
The house was silent.
It was two o'clock in the morning. Everyone else was asleep and I was sitting completely alone in the dark kitchen. The only light in the room came from the moon shining through the windows.
I couldn't sleep today as well. My mind, my heart and everything else was just a constant war.
Suddenly my phone started vibrating against the counter.
I looked down at the bright, glowing screen and my breath completely stopped in my throat. My heart instantly froze.
It was a phone number I haven't seen in five years but I didn't need a name on the screen to know exactly who was calling me. I had memorized these numbers a very long time ago. It was Claire.
My hand started to shake violently. Why was she calling me in the middle of the night? Was she in danger?
