Chapter 44
FORTY-FOUR
NOAH
Ipace in the hallway just outside of the room Gracie is in while I debate with myself.
This is all so fucked up.
I am so fucked up.
I can admit to myself that kidnapping and handcuffing her to a bed isn’t one of the smartest things I’ve ever done, but I honestly had no idea what else I could do.
She’s going to find out, and then she’s going to leave me.
And I just couldn’t let that happen.
This is all their fault, whoever they are.
The fucker who has been watching us.
That’s the part that riles me up the most—how dare they watch my Gracie; how dare they hack their way into her security system.
If they’ve done that, then what else have they done?
And now I’m back to my logic of why I brought her here, to the house my parents own in Blackwater.
Clearly, she wasn’t safe in her dorm anymore, and it’s not as though I could have brought her to the cottage.
Well, I could have, but that would mean too many questions for me to deal with, and I honestly have no idea how I would answer such questions.
I take a deep breath and remove the mask from my face. I slide my fingers through my hair and take one final breath before opening the door to face Gracie.