Scarlett eagerly took the folder, a mixture of excitement and responsibility filling her heart. She knew that Noah had put in so much effort to ensure she had the best educational opportunities. She felt grateful for his unwavering support.
"Thank you, Noah," she said sincerely, her eyes shining with gratitude. "I appreciate everything you've done. It means the world to me."
Noah reached out and gently squeezed her hand. "Scarlett, you're my family. Your happiness and success are my priorities. Whatever path you choose, I'll be right there by your side, supporting you every step of the way. So from now on, no thank you."
Scarlett's heart swelled with warmth, knowing that she had someone as caring and supportive as Noah in her life.
Together, they delved into the folder, discussing the pros and cons of each school. As their conversation drew to a close, Scarlett's stomach let out an audible growl, causing them both to laugh. Noah grinned mischievously and playfully nudged her shoulder.
"Well, it seems like someone's hungry," he teased. "I think it's time for a delicious dinner. How about I make you my famous meatball pasta?"
Scarlett's eyes widened with delight, her mouth watering at the thought. "Oh, Noah, that sounds amazing! You're spoiling me."
"It's not spoiling, it's just a small token of encouragement," he replied warmly.
Scarlett beamed at him, feeling a sense of comfort and belonging she hadn't experienced in a long time.
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As the aroma of the sizzling meatballs filled the house, Scarlett couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation. She knew that beyond the delicious meal, this was a symbol of the nurturing and care Noah provided. It was a reminder that she had found a home where she could explore her talents, chase her dreams, and be supported every step of the way.
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With a renewed spirit and a grumbling stomach, Scarlett eagerly made her way to the kitchen. The dining table was adorned with a steaming plate of meatball pasta, garnished with fresh herbs and a sprinkle of grated Parmesan.
Noah beamed with pride as he served her a generous portion. "Bon appétit, Scarlett. Enjoy."
They sat down together, savoring each bite of the savory pasta.
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That evening, as the sun began to set, Scarlett sat at the dining table, her plate empty except for a few traces of sauce. She looked up at Noah with a wide smile, her eyes shining with appreciation.
"Noah, that was absolutely incredible," she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine praise. "I can't believe you made such delicious pasta. I love it. "
Noah chuckled, his face beaming with satisfaction. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Scarlett."
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After clearing the table, Noah turned to Scarlett with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "So, what do you say we make this a tradition? Every time you achieve something or reach a milestone, I'll make you your favorite meal. It'll be our way of celebrating your successes."
Scarlett's face lit up with joy, and she nodded enthusiastically. "I'd love that, Noah. It's not just about the food, but the support behind it. It'll be a reminder of how far I've come and how lucky I am to have you in my life."
With a surge of emotion and an overwhelming sense of gratitude, Scarlett couldn't resist the urge to show Noah just how much his support meant to her. She wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace, holding onto him as if to convey all her appreciation, gratefulness, and vulnerability in that single moment.
Noah, initially taken aback by the sudden embrace, quickly reciprocated, his strong arms enveloping her in a warm and reassuring hold. They stood there, embracing each other as they shared a silent understanding.
In that tender embrace, Scarlett felt safe and protected, a feeling she hadn't experienced ever. She knew that Noah had become an irreplaceable figure in her life in just a few days, someone who believed in her and stood by her side through thick and thin.