A couple of hours have passed and Noah hasn't returned yet. Grace seemed unbothered since it the first time for them to hang out in such a long time since Damien's accident. I understand but the amount of anxiety that I have right now is through the roof and I'm already starting to overthink. I took a couple of deep breaths to calm myself down since I know that Noah would be able to feel the anxiety and might come rushing to me. Once I have calmed down a bit, Grace was already looking at me funny.
"What?" I asked.
"Do you need something for that anxiety?" she asked.
"What? How did you...?" I trailed off.
"You were sweating, I could hear your heart beating from here, and you're releasing a very different smell which kind of tell me you're anxious." she stated as she looked me dead in
