Chapter 67 She brought the gown
Squatting before Noah on the floor of my bedroom, Noah and I stared at each other. His eyes were fixed on me and he was not blinking, not even for once.
Then suddenly ripping the dreadful silence apart, Noah asked, “Who is it?”
I took a deep breath and pulled my lower lips between my teeth in nervousness. I was struggling to make up my mind, what to tell, how much to tell and most importantly where to begin.
Now as he started the talk, making it a little bit easier for me but I found his first question difficult. And I wondered what would come next, so that I could prepare myself for it.
When I didn't speak out for long, he said, “Quynh! Are you still thinking of keeping it to yourself? If yes then I think it is better for me to leave.”
He was about to get up, but I hastily reached out for his wrist.
“Noah, no, please!” I pleaded and I know he stopped not with the plea but seeing the tears in my eyes.
“Fine, then tell me everything!”