Zoe POV

I stand in front of the mirror, trying on three different outfits before finally settling on jeans and a simple white blouse—nothing too formal, nothing too casual, just neutral enough to not send any unintended message.

My hands are shaking as I button the blouse.

'I'm really doing this. Going to sit down with Noah and demand he complete the rejection ceremony.'

I've imagined this moment a hundred times, running through different scenarios in my ...