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Now that makes me laugh, this woman has never raised a finger to a fly.
“That might be true, but you raised me to be somewhat of a gentleman, at least with you.”
Her eyes soften. “Okay, fine. No need to sweet talk me.”
I nod my head, and let her lead the way, so grateful for this woman taking me in and teaching me about family. It’s so much more than blood.
Jessica is standing between Noah’s legs when we walk into the dining room, his arse perched on the edge of the table.
Maggie clears her throat, and they quickly part. Somehow, her being here has helped break some of the heavy tension of the past few days.
And for a few hours, we’re able to eat and enjoy just being in the moment. I have no doubt Noah is still feeling some discomfort, pain even, but he doesn’t show it as we laugh and talk about the most mundane things while we eat the best pie mash and liquor I’ve had in forever.
Surrounded by the people I love the most, I just hope it stays that way.
Chapter Fifty-Two
NOAH
I was alone the last time I was here, but today I have Caleb and Jessica by my side.
Jessica hasn’t let go of my hand since we arrived. Her palm is as sweaty as mine, but I don’t have the heart to let go. I need the physical contact as much as she does.
Caleb’s arm brushes against mine as we sit in the waiting room, his leg bouncing up and down as we wait.
All of our nerves are a palpable presence. I have to consciously work on controlling my breathing.
In—one, two, three.
Out—one, two, three.
“Noah Harrington?”
We all look up as my name is called. I nod and let out a shaky breath.
“Soon to be Harrington-Knight,” Caleb says into my ear, causing my lips to rise in a smile despite the enormity of the situation. We’re just waiting on the deed poll paperwork to go through.
We all stand, Caleb’s palm moving to my lower back, Jessica’s fingers still linked with mine.
I square my shoulders and take another fortified breath. It takes physical effort to put one foot in front of the other.
And then we’re inside, the door closing behind us with an ominous clack.
Everything around me is amplified, the whooshing in my ears, the bright overhead lights, the stark white walls.
I don’t even recall sitting down, it’s as though I’m on autopilot going through the motions.
I struggle to process the doctor’s words.
I’ve imagined every possible outcome, the intrusive thoughts a barricade in my mind.
The surgeon is here along with the breast care nurse where they explain the results of the pathology report.
This is it.
I glance at Caleb and Jessica on either side of me, and they take my hands.
I feel their strength, their love and support to the core of my very being and I know no matter what happens next, I am the lucky one for being loved by two.
