It was a bag of steaming Starbucks coffee.
Violet Don looked at the bag and felt as though the weight of one cup of Starbucks coffee now bore the weight of a thousand pounds.
Seeing Violet Don, Noah Bates felt as if all his suppressed emotions suddenly eased. At home, Old Lady Bates constantly spoke in a sarcastic and indirect manner. He didn't want to stay in that house anymore.
He didn't understand why, but he wanted to see Violet Don. He told himself that being by Violet Don's side must feel warm, right?
Noah Bates stuffed the coffee into Violet Don's hands and said, "Go upstairs. It's New Year's Eve; I just wanted to come by and see you."
I just wanted to come by and see you.
What's there to see, Noah Bates? We've come to this point already.
Violet Don forced a smile and accepted the coffee he handed her without hesitation. She didn't feel awkward—he owed her, so no matter her attitude, it wouldn't be too much.