Harry
I watched as Nora shuffled around the room nervously, clutching onto the top of her towel tightly. I knew I should look away to give her some privacy, but I couldn't pull my eyes away from her.
"I will just put my pyjamas on..." Nora muttered, pointing back to the bathroom with a small pile of clothes in her hand. I nodded, only because words would not form.
Nora quickly ran across the hall and closed the door behind her. I took a deep breath and exhaled.
I couldn’t help but run through the text message from Jameson in my head over and over again. I knew there had to be something more, and I had to find out, but I had no idea how to broach the subject with Nora. Jameson didn’t strike me as the type of person who would let things go and Nora seemed to be no exception.
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