Grace’s pov
I looked at him and he sighed.
“Since that night when I came to your place wet,” he answered, and I looked at him confused.
“But how? Why that specific night?” I asked him.
What mistake did I make?
I did my best to hide who I really am.
But how did he figure it out?
“You danced in the rain that night,” he answered my question.
I looked at him confused, “what do you mean? You knew that I was Kate by just dancing in the rain?” I asked him.
“It was a lot of things you did, and that one thing put everything in perspective,” he said and then smiled.
“And you didn’t tell me, why on earth didn’t you tell me?” I asked him.
“For the same reasons you didn’t tell me,” he answered, and I scoffed at this.
“For the same reason, huh?” I asked him and he sighed.
He knows
