Grace's POV.
Meghan looked like she had been caught off guard - like she wasn't expecting to run into anyone this late, let alone me...
She also seemed to be in a hurry.
"Hey, Meg. Just enjoying a little fresh air. Why are you out here so late?"
My tone sounded more suspicious than I intended - Meghan didn't really seem to notice.
She glanced over her shoulder. She was twitchy - on edge.
Why?
That creeping feeling in the pit of my stomach was back.
"I couldn't sleep... I guess it's too quiet around here for me. I'm not used to it..."
She shrugged and stepped closer to the porch.
"So, I decided to go for a walk. I honestly didn't even realize that it was so late already. I guess time must have gotten away from me."
"That happens here a lot more ofthen than you'd think."
I tried
