11 | No Rest For The Wicked

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*Chloe’s POV* I left earlier this morning to meet with Zoe about the odd disappearances. She seemed distraught because her mentor became one of them. I knew that I had to be there with her, but now that we were here, I couldn’t seem to get my mind to focus. All I could think about was Noah and his big— “Earth to Chloe!” Zoe called, waving her hands. At least she had calmed down a bit. No thanks to me. “Where did you go just now?” “I’m here.” I lied before clearing my throat. You can’t blame me though. Noah and I have been attached by the hip ever since he marked me. I still remember that like it was yesterday. Just like the day he first said 'I love you'. It was probably the best day of my life. After the day that I met him, of course. I smiled at the memory. ~Flashback~ “Oh, Noah!”

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