CHAPTER 45

CIARA

I honestly did not understand. No matter how much I tried to think of a particular reason, I had no idea why Noah was overreacting.

Just because I added a little colour to his house. Harriet had come to see me the next day it happened, and my best friend had tried to explain to me why I should not do impulsive things like that.

But she gave me no particular reason. How was I supposed to understand what she trying to tell me if I didn't have anything to work with?

I could not believe Noah was that petty though. Of all the things he could have done, he went to report me to his sister.

His younger sister.

It was absurd, and it only made me mad. He should be here, fighting with me. He shouldn't have to send his sister like a coward. 

Whatever though. I would stay away and desist from the compulsive habit of trying to add some colour into his very dreary house.