Noah’s hand was gentle on my arm as he helped me out of the car. “It’s so quiet,” I whispered, the hush of the night wrapping around us.

“I wish it was this peaceful during the day,” he chuckled softly.

With a few taps on his phone, the building beeped, and the lights blinked as the alarm was turned off. 

“Is that safe?” I asked, a tiny worry nibbling at my thoughts.

“It’s fine, we’ll only be a minute,” Noah assured me.

We walked to the ...