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November 12th

Noah's POV:

I am waiting for Nymphadora to walk through the main doors but the bell wings in 5 minutes and she is still no where to be seen. After our outing that day, I had thought that she would've relaxed a bit but that is certainly not the case with the way she is ignoring me like I am threatening her life. Well, maybe, I am, by bringing her into my world, but she doesn't know that and it is very annoying for me to be her target of the silent treatment.

But the last time I saw her, which was yesterday at pack up, she had bags under her eyes and looked very ill and it was hard to suppress the urge to run up to her and embrace her in my arms and take her pain and illness away.

A minute before the bell and she walks in panting hard, as if she just ran a mil to get to school. I don't move from my spot but since the hallway is almost empty, her empty gaze meets mine almost instantly. I start to make my way towards her but she turns towards the lockers before she can even draw in a single breath and pulls it open. She takes out a book from the locker.

"Nymphadora?" She ignores me. 

"Are you okay?" No reply. 

"Why are you ignoring me?" She replies with the slam of her locker.

She walks away just as the final bell rings and I am left standing there staring at her retreating back. I look at the main doors from which she had entered moments ago and I start walking towards it, my lips set in a thin line. 

I have no desire to stay here anymore. I get on my bike when I reach it and strapping the helmet on my head, I zoom out of the parking lot towards the headquarters

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Nymph's POV:

It is very hard to ignore the guys especially when they seem to be following you where ever you go or just popping out of thin air. However, Noah wasn't there at lunch. Not that I was there and hoping he would be there. I was with Mia in the library so we could get some topics done during the lunch hour. We were there mostly because I didn't feel like eating and partially because I needed peace. 

As I make my way towards the looming building, I feel a strange sense of I don't know what. Exposure? Vulnerability? I don't know I just feel weird facing Mr. Winter after yesterday's events. Did he remove my mask? Who helped me into the hospital gown? Mia was there but I didn't ask her and she didn't seem to think of it as a big deal. She was far more concerned about my health and state.

I think about going back and taking a day off, but the unpleasant thought of facing Aunt Adeline makes me scold myself for thinking about facing abuse rather than mortification or embarrassment. But honestly, I think I would choose abuse over mortification any day, just not today. I am too tired to get beaten up today.

I drop Ashley off at the daycare and make my way towards my cabin to throw my bag on the side and make coffee for my boss. 

Once outside his door, I knock after a few minutes of hesitation and wait for a response which comes moments later. I open the door and walk inside, leaving the door open.

He is standing at the window; the ceiling to floor window that shows almost the whole off Seattle at dusk and makes me want to look through it all day, staring at the sun sinking low. This building is the tallest of the rest so standing there, the person can see the sun longer than from any other view. 

Yes, we are at the top floor again. Because it has been renovated, or whatever shit was going on with it. 

I place the coffee on his desk and quietly make my way back towards the door.