Chapter 22 - Pancake

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Chapter 22

°Harriet

Noah has been gone since last afternoon and I've been crying for the whole night.

In school I tried to pull myself together and put on my best face.

It's 6.30 pm and I've still time to fill.

To make the rest time go by faster, I start to clean up my room. I lift up my jacket and a white piece of paper falls onto my bed.

I have math 3 times a week. On Monday, Tuesday and Thursday. That means today's note was the last for this week.

I throw my jacket across the room and sit back down on my bed. The thought of cleaning left and I prefer to read his last response again.

I'd venture a guess to say you actually like me, Pancake – Dr. Elijah Kaplan'

My favorite tropes are Enemies to lovers, sport and dark romances

-green is also my favorite color

-Sushi 100%

-winter preferably with snow

-definitely Hot Dog ice cream

-the smell of mixed shower gel scents

after you step out of the shower

-Lapis Lazuli? Really? Lol

Mine is Bumblebee

If you get unlimited money, what would be the first

Thing you would buy?

To answer the last question, I thought long and hard. Somehow, I didn't want to give an insignificant answer.

I am really grateful for this correspondence we have, because reading his answers and thinking about what I could answer has distracted me from missing Noah.

On the other hand, when I came home after school, I immediately went to bed and let the pent-up tears flow.

Due to the time difference, he only started school which is why we can't write at the moment.

I grab my backpack and make my way downstairs. I know that Ethan will arrive every second now and when I think about Noah, I only end up messing up my mascara.

"Where are you going, Harriet?" My mother asks while rocking a sleeping Ella in her arms.

"Ethan's family invited me over for dinner again and Ethan should be here any minute to pick me up."

"Good to hear. I'm glad you spent some time with your friends."

I know she says this because she doesn't want me to spend six months in my bedroom while endlessly crying over the fact that Noah is gone.

I kiss Ella on the forehead and Mom gives me one.

"Where is dad? I want to say goodbye as well."

"He is in his office."

I open the door and I'm shocked.

The room looks like there was an earthquake. All the cabinets are wide open, there are papers everywhere on the floor and my father sits in front of his computer with a desperately expression on his face.

"What the hell happened here?" I ask in shock.

My father startles into an upright position.

"Lord in heaven you scared the shit out of me." He says and holds his hand to his chest. "I look for a damn document and can't find it. If I can't find it until tomorrow, I'll lose a big deal with a company from Sydney."

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