I could feel my heart beat right out of my chest, as the familiar building came into view. Though I had visited the same place numerous times in the past, my hands were shivering. It was hard to stay calm.
Sensing the fear in my face, Seth suggested, “Should I go and talk to Noah instead?”
“What makes you think he would be happy to see you taking a stand for his ex-girlfriend and wife?” I asked, conscious of the fact that Noah didn't like Seth much.
“I just want to help you in every manner I can,” confessed Seth, unwilling to put me in danger. “You’ve been through so much. I don’t want you to go through the same things again.”
“I know that, and I respect you for that,” I said, placing my hand over his shoulder. “But I need to do this on my own.”
“I understand that,” responded the
