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Noah shoved his hands in his pockets “So, I don’t want to be a jerk like you accused me of earlier, but—”

“You were totally being a jerk but proceed” I smirked

“All right,” he conceded “I apologize Anyway, I know these questions won’t be easy for you, but I really need the answers” He sounded like this was life or death

“Okay” I cringed, knoas co

“First question” He sed hard “Why don’t you trust yourself?”

I carabbed my heart “How do you know I don’t?”

He dipped his chin to his chest and gave ful look

“Okay, but you could have gone with a softball question first”

“I’e,” he said, frustrated

My eyes widened “Wow This wootten under your skin I take it she doesn’t trust herself either”

“You guessed right It’s ridiculous, she’s so capable and incredible”

Okay, okay, we don’t need to know all the gory details about her Answer his question already, Miss Sparkly demanded

I started down the trail again, thinking it would be easier to answer if I wasn’t looking directly at hiht of how to put it into words, I focused on the crunch of cornstalks beneath an, “s to do What classes I should take, which friends to pick, the school I should go to, who I should , I knew Ben was the one for me, and I for him I trusted myself, and him, implicitly And then,” my voice hitched, “he violated that trust At first it was little by little, a criticiss I could brush off But as the hts cut deeper, and I started to believe they were true” My eyes welled up with tears thinking about that woman

Noah took my hand “Cams,” his voice ached, “I didn’t know”