Chapter 157 Moments From The Past

• Hannah
• The stars twinkled over our heads as Noah and I lay on the roof of mine and my sister’s rental house. The air was warm with a slight breeze, just cool enough to be comfortable inside of Noah’s oversized hoodie.
• At fifteen, I felt both young and old, caught between childhood and adulthood. Noah, at seventeen, seemed so much more mature, so much more certain of his place in the world. We had only just met a week prior, and already I looked up to him.