Chapter 61: Dangerous Truths

Noah’s

The lunchroom intensely buzzed with loud voices, clattering trays, and the dull scrape of chairs, but all of it completely blurred as I nervously pushed through the crowd. My tray wobbled heavily in my hands, milk loudly sloshing over the sides, and I quickly slid into a vacant seat beside James.

He already had that familiar grin—the easy one that clearly said he absolutely wasn’t truly worried about anything at all. His eyes were bright and alert, ...