Chapter Twenty Nine
Christmas day. It's supposed to be the happiest day out of the whole 365 days of the year. Currently it's 8:00 in the morning and Noah and I are in bed, Noah still sleeping peacefully with soft little snores coming out of his mouth and I lay here on my phone. After what happened last night with Cole I made sure that today I would try to make him as happy as he was before Cole started the argument with him. I had planned to sleep in the guest room last night but in the middle of the night Noah came to me and asked for me to sleep with him and I couldn't say no. Noah stirs in his sleep, pulling me towards him a little, muttering something but I'm incoherent to what it is he said. I try and get out of his grip and then once I do I brush my teeth and comb my hair out. I throw on a pair of
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