Well. She was wrong then. He wasn't lying. He was actually...happy. What she had wanted for so long while they'd been together, he had easily achieved by having a few children and growing old. Unfortunately, Macy hadn't had that luxury, and she was bitter about it, okay? It had always been her job-- her duty-- to fix Noah. And now? He was fixed without her. She hated to sound like a broken record, but it really just wasn't fair.
"I don't think I want to keep doing this today," she said quietly, turning to Presley. "My energy is spent. If it's not too much to ask, or too inconvenient, can we continue this at a later date?"