#Chapter 102: The Boardwalk

Hannah I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand. Squinting against the bright morning sunlight streaming through the window, I snatched it up and saw a text from Drake on the screen. “Are you ready?” A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I typed out a quick reply. “Of course. See you soon.” I tossed back the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed, suddenly filled with a renewed sense of energy. Despite the lingering morning sickness and exhaustion that plagued me these days, the prospect of our first day trying new foods was exciting to me. This was just the next step in my eating disorder awareness campaign, anyway—which would boost my approval ratings greatly. Although, it was hard to think about that when I was just excited to try something new. A couple of hours later, I emerged from the bedroom, showered and dressed in a flowy dress that skimmed across my thighs. Noah was nowhere to be seen, likely stil