Noah's POV

The manager blinked. "Sir?"

"Nothing." I shook my head. “What was she wearing? That night.”

He said it was revealing, but I remembered the dress...I think.

The man thought for a moment. “Uhh… I think a dark blue dress? Kind of off-the-shoulder. She looked… elegant. But relaxed.”

My lips pulled up...that was something she would wear.

Yeah, I was sure about that.

'You should laugh more, it brightens the room.' Her words echoed in my head.

The sharp sting of emotion in my chest came without warning.

She had meant that. It wasn’t a flirt. It was real. She’d seen something in me that even I couldn’t.

“Sir?”...