MIA

It has been a week since I had told Noah. A week. We have been spending a lot of time together. In secret of course. When we are in the public, we would have to pretend that we weren't anything to each other. But he would leave subtle hints here and there of his affection. Like if he walks past me, he would lightly touch my hand or he would rub his chest against my arm when reaching for something. I would do the same. I would purposely bump into him and squeeze his hand before walking away. I smiled at the thought.

But it was in secret that...