*Jane*

The hours can’t pass fast enough and when I finally see Noah walking back toward the car, I can just about manage to restrain myself from jumping outside to hear the news.

But then he gets in beside me, and the downcast look on his face halts all of the excitement I’d just been feeling. I try to keep a happy face though, determined to be there for him despite the sinking feeling in my stomach.

“How did it go?” I ...