Weirdly. Love works mysteriously, awkwardly, weirdly. It cannot be explained. It cannot be contained. It brings smiles and tears. It sheds light on the things we would rather keep hidden in the shadows. It turns people into demons and into saints. You can fall into it and out of it in the blink of an eye. Love is weird.
BTW the chapter names are Noelle and Noah's ages during that chapter.
