"It's Matt's sister, Rachel."
"Oh god Noah, where are you?" Jules voice hinted panic, as if he were off drinking somewhere. He hadn't done that since he'd met her.
"I'm driving up to Connecticut to see her." He sighed, turning onto another highway, "I'll be back tomorrow."
"Are you sure you're okay?"
He thought for a moment. He pondered lying to her, but found it would be futile. He also found the question to be pointless. More specifically, the question addressed if he was sure he was okay, implying he had already told her he was. He hadn't. He wasn't okay. He wasn't okay with a single damn aspect of it, but that shouldn't've changed anything. He should've answered "Yeah" for assurance, to save her from her worries. But he couldn't. The words escaped his lips before he could think them through. "No, I'm not."
"Noah-" She started to speak, but he hung up.
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Romantizm(Lowercase intended on cover) "The simple things in life are never meaningful, and the meaningful things in life are never simple. So maybe I don't want meaningful. Maybe I just want someone who cares enough to listen." Gemma Summers and Noah Han...
