Monday, 18th May 2009
Everything is perfect? What a joke!
Noah and I had our first row. I can't even remember how it got started, or exactly what we said, but I think my hopes that Noah was starting to fall for me to were a little premature.
I don't know what's up with him but I do know this: Noah Frost is very good at keeping secrets, at keeping bits of himself locked away, and I'm not sure that being married to him means that I have access to the key.