Chapter 52 When We Talk About Love

• I waited for Noah inside Miranda’s Brew at lunch, twirling the ring box between my hands. I knew that Lily was right, that I needed to return it if I was not going to marry him, but I did not want to hurt Noah. He had been so sweet to me and had been such a great help with this case against Bob, and I didn’t want to drag him down.
• “Crystal!”
• I startled at the sound of Noah’s voice. I stashed the ring box in my coat pocket and instinctually grabbed my latté.