Chapter Forty-Six
It's Their Dying, Not Yours
Noah
"I killed him."
"Who?"
"The guy I was in love with."
"When I started high school I was ready for a fresh start - to go back to the happy girl who played soccer and loved spending time with her family." She fiddled with her fingers as she spoke, clearly uneasy as she opened up the memories she had shoved away.
"It had been two years since my parent's divorce since Charlie and my dad moved away. Those two years were miserable." She chuckled dryly.