She was giving him the biggest migraine of his life. Noah didn’t know what to say, he didn’t want to push her, because it was his revelation that had sent her spiraling into this complete mental crisis. She was confused about something, but didn’t know what. He was confused, but not knowing what had Odette all riled up left him speechless and unable to defend himself. How could he defend himself any further than he already had? Noah would not feel guilty anymore about Kate, that wasn’t his fault, but it was so bloody frustrating, trying to keep this civilized when Odette was---was being ridiculous without any sort of reason!
Letting out a breath, Noah shook his head and sat down in the doorway. He didn’t want to tell her to go, but she wasn’t going to come inside. So, he’d sit there. If she wanted to sit, she could sit. He’d wait for her to go if that’s what was going to happen, but Noah wasn’t going to be the first person to leave. For better or for worse, right? If he was anything, he was loyal, no matter how much the subject of his loyalty pissed him off.
It was literally hours that they sat there. There were spurts of conversation that circled around and around, there was confused tears, frustrated tears, and angry tears from the two of them. Noah didn’t know what to think, and he was startled when the first sun rays hit him in the face. He put his hand up to block out the sun and let out a sigh.
“Anna will be up soon,” he said with a sigh. The baby’s room faced the east, and no matter the curtains or the spells put on the windows, keeping natural light out was near impossible. Noah turned to Odette, wondering how terrible he looked and if he should wash his face before going to get the baby. He really didn’t want to, but he offered, “Do you want to get her?”
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