NOAH
I'll follow you down, through the eye of the storm
He continued to lean against the stonework of the hearth as she spoke. He listened well, though his entire being was totally overcome by all of this emotion. Tears welled up in his eyes and be blinked them back. Stones rose in this throat and he swallowed them down. Noah did know of Bellamy's involvement in Delphine's life. While he hadn't made the connection before that her time with him had corrupted her heart, he could see it as she, too, saw it.
The floorboards creaked familiarly beneath her feet and Noah turned to face her. She was crying, but it did not make him yield. Her apology hit his ears and he softened, some. his arms fell limp at his side, fingers uncoiled. Before he might have stood there in anger, with his hands as iron fists. But now, he did not have the energy. He was depleted. He was tired. He hurt. "I think we can fix this...but you have to try, too. You have to do work. I can't be the only one carrying the love, here." He sighed.
