“More like a shadow,” Noah muttered.
Grace frowned and got up. “I’ll leave you alone. No need to be rude.”
Noah didn’t bother to speak again, and Grace faced the exit. Twirling around, she gazed at him one last time. “Are you sure you’ll be fine in here?”
“I’m used to being alone.”
“Well, that’s sad.”
Noah raised his head and turned to look in her direction. “Didn’t you use this attic as your place to be alone? Were you sad or relieved when no one bothered you in here?”
“It’s different. I have friends to talk to when I don’t want to be alone. You didn’t have anyone.”
Noah’s eyebrows knitted together. “Didn’t have anyone?”
Grace beamed at him. “You have me now.”
Waving goodbye, she twirled and left as her heart exploded with an unknown type of excitement for saying something like that to Noah.
She was curious about the face he made after her statement. Yet, she didn’t dare look back. Instead, she left him alone with his book. She would have plenty of other opportunities to spend time with him and get to know him.