Holy shit. Closing my eyes, I dropped my head back against the door and let out a sigh. His sister. All those texts I ignored. The phone calls I sent to voicemail because I thought he was with another woman. If I had just given him the opportunity to explain to me what I saw, I could have saved myself so much heartache.
My body jumped when I felt his lips against my neck. “Grace, I had to come find you. I needed you to know the truth.”
Oh God. He came for me. Noah came for me.
Finding You
Grace and Noah’s story