Severed Ties

Noelle's POV

"I'm off to pick up my clothes for dinner," Sloane announces as she picks up her cross bag.

"Alright, I'll be here," I respond from the couch where I’m lying.

"Are you sure you don't want to come with me?" She pauses at the entrance and stares at me.

"Not today, Sloane. Sorry," I mutter an apology. I know she doesn't like going to public places alone; she prefers going with me, but I'