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Just when Noah was about to leave the room, he looked back at me and said, “Let’s take a bath together.” “I have already fulfilled my side of the bargain,” I refused, reminding him that I allowed him to touch me only for the sake of taking him back to my older sister. As adamant as ever, he paid no regard to my desire to be left alone. Instead, he picked me up in his arms and then carried me to the bathroom. I was still naked, which was why I was deeply discomforted at being carried like a baby. I, therefore, said, “Why must you always force me into doing things that rattle me up? Do you enjoy watching me get uncomfortable?” “Why do you look at me as if you’re enjoying it if it’s that hard for you?” said Noah, looking into my eyes. “You just don’t know how to read people,” I argued b