Noelle's [POV]
"Are you going to say anything?"
Lola picked me up at the inn about thirty minutes ago. We're at least halfway back to my apartment. I haven't said anything the entire trip.
"What?" I say, looking over at her for the first time. I've been staring down at my lap.
"You told me when you texted last night that you weren't upset about breaking up with Steve." She reaches over and takes my hand. "You seem pretty upset."
"Oh," I say, shaking my head. "This isn't about Steve. Uh, I met someone in Blitzen Bay."
"Really? Okay. And this sadness is about him?"
I rub my hand over my face and sigh. "I'm not sure. I'm so confused right now. Can we not talk about it?"
"Yes, for now, but when you're ready, we're going to talk about it, okay?"
I nod and smile at her. "Tell me about Howie's parent's anniversary party."
"Oh, girl," she says, laughing. "It was horrible."
