Chapter 17

“I'm sorry for troubling you,” Grace, her voice filled with timidity, scarcely managed to reach Orion's ear. Intrigued by her demeanor, he turned his gaze towards her, noticing the worrisome expression etched across her face. A subtle sense of apprehension emanated from her as she nervously played with her fingers, all the while stealing glances at her phone as if seeking solace or reassurance. The furrowed lines on her forehead accentuated her inner turmoil, prompting Orion's fingers to instinctively twitch, tempting him to brush away her worries. In that moment, his desire to gently run his thumb across her forehead and alleviate her concerns grew stronger than ever, yearning to convey a steadfast reassurance that would put her troubled mind at ease.

“What was the name of the club?” He asked taking a right turn, averting his gaze from her face. Grace peeked his way.

“Start light something.” Orion frowned. Starlight? Starlight!

“Starlight Night Club?” He asked, ha