Mirabelle's POV:
Kneeling before me, he asked. “You only do something this crazy when someone gets you really angry or sad. So tell me, what happened while I was away?”
“N-nothing happened,” I replied, forcing out a smile.
“You don't have to lie to me; just tell me what happened while I was away.” He insisted.
How the hell do I tell him that I bailed out Ken from prison? What if he gets upset?
I mean, he has always been supportive, but this was just insane.
“What the hell happened? Why do you look so bothered?” He asked for the third time.
I avoided his gaze, trying to force a smile. “I’m fine, Noah. Just... a lot on my mind.”
He moved closer, searching my eyes. “You know you can tell me anything, right? Whatever it is, I’m here for you.”
I swallowed hard. How can I explain it?
