DALIA
I had a feeling Noah was mad at me for something.
I began to bounce my leg, trying to figure out what could have made him mad, after texting him to let him know that I was here. I didn’t go back to his office after class ended yesterday because Evelyn needed Weston and I at home – she got a death threat to her new personal email and was scared that someone might have followed her to the apartment building – and when I texted him last night, he had sounded a bit… off? I don’t know. We had been texting so he didn’t sound like anything but he seemed different and when I called him, he told me he couldn’t talk because he was busy. I also called him this morning but again, he told me he was busy and couldn’t talk.
Yes, that was normal – he had probably been packing or something – but I
