“Where the hell are you going to?” Noah asked, looking at the woman he had tried to convince all evening not to leave.Damn, he had spent the whole of the evening to explain to her how the best option was staying where she had people who were ready to help than for her to leave but here she was trying to leave at the middle of the night. Somehow, he had realized that she was going to try to leave, whether in the middle of the night or after he was gone to work that morning, but he had decided it was best not to let her. At night, before he retired to his room, he had thought of what to do, thought of it extensively, and finally, after about a couple of minutes of thinking about what he could do, he had decided to lock her door and put up a post in front of her room with a sleeping bag and a pillow right there.He had gotten comfortable in front of the room when he realized she was settled inside and won't be coming out until she was leaving. At least, that was what he thought he shoul

It was finally here, the wedding she had heard about the first day she had come into town. Grace couldn't believe that she had stayed in town two good weeks and everything was still as quiet as she didn't expect it to be. Charlotte had taken her shopping just yesterday after pushing it forward and not finding enough time to do it. She hadn't even thought she would be around here until now, but somehow she had, and she was thankful for the people that made that possible. Sometimes, no, that would be every time, Grace would wonder what her life would have looked like by now, what it would have been if she hadn’t stopped in this town if she hadn't thought of staying, or if she hadn't met with Noah and Charlotte first. Would she still be this save? Would her ex-husband have caught up with her? Would she have discovered the tracker in her car, the one she had managed to somehow not found when she did a check for it? Although, it wasn't as if she was claiming to be an expert, but she had

“What are you doing in here?” Grace asked, a little bit startled. No, actually she was a lot startled. She had for a moment thought that someone was in her room because the voice had come when she wasn't paying attention. All he had to do was do it in the middle of the night, and she might have passed out, or on, who knows. When she turned to face him after freezing for like a full minute, she had found him on the couch that was in her room with a blanket draped over his body, wrapped around him, mostly, and she could tell that he had spent the night there on the couch. Grace forget about the discomfort look on his face of someone who had suffered through the night because of how short the couch was and how tall he was, and she focused on the weird part. Why the hell was he in here when he should have been in his room sleeping? Had he been watching her sleep all night long, being a creep? Was this just a one-night thing or he had been doing it for such a long time? If yes, then sin

Being used to hearing the bell chimes when a customer came in was a blessing to be honest, and Charlotte had helped a lot this past week everyday after each shift at night, practicing with her by coming through the door a few times.Knowing she was the one coming in made it easier to still her mind and not jump when she heard the loud sound.Although, she was backing the door when the bell chimed this time, but she didn’t jump like she would have done a week ago.Charlotte who was looking at her smiled and gave her the thumb up, walking towards her, she lifted her hand to pat her shoulder. “Good girl.” She whispered before walking to attend to the customer.“I would like a dozen cups of coffee please, Charlotte.” Grace heard the woman said and she smiled.Her voice sounded so soft and she wondered who it was, not that she would recognize them even if she turned because she hadn’t met everyone in town. Actually, she could count the numbers of people she had met.The bell sounded again,

When the door to his office opened, it was the strawberry scent that assaulted his nostril that made him know that it was a woman that came in, and who it was exactly.Although, when a nurse had knocked down on Noah’s office door to let him know a woman was looking for him, he knew it could either be just two people, his mother, or Grace.Grace! She had told her earlier that she might drop by to see him at the hospital. She was taking a break from the coffee shop today as insisted by Charlotte, the mother hen.When she told him, he had wondered why she would want to waste her day on dropping by to see him when he was at work, where he could even not be able to see her because he might be in surgery, but he was glad she met him here at his office.He raised up his head, standing up to walk to her and pulling her into a hug. He needed that, but he wasn’t going to admit it. “Hi, Grace, he said as he offered her a seat, then he walked back to his seat and watched her as she sat down. "To