"Noah, can you calm down and take this slow as I say?" Niall asked as he pressed the boy's hand with his.
"What do you mean by all this? Are you really going to tell me that everything is a joke?" Noah asked as he tried to pull his hands off him and stared at Lia because whatever she was telling, came true.
"No, it is not like you think. I am not Zeha and what she must have told is correct too but that is not the whole truth."
"What more have you got to tell me? You were just acting all along when I was so worried about you? I was making myself a joke while I tried to save you twice or thrice?" Noah bursted out as walked back only to be held by the man, himself.
"Noah, listen to me for once." He pleaded while desperately looking at his younger brother.
"What lies are you planning to pour into me again?" Noah shrugged as he was so embarrassed about himself.
"This is me, can't you recognize?" The man asked looking straight into Noah's eyes.
