#Chapter 168: Lost Touches

Hannah I followed Zoe’s finger, and there he was: Leonard, standing by the entrance with the most smug look on his face that I had ever seen. Bastard. He set this up—trying to get under my skin again, wasn’t he? Well, I wasn’t about to let him. Not again. “Is there a problem?” Noah, whose presence I had momentarily forgotten, sidestepped around me. I shook my head and offered him a serene smile, gesturing to the empty seat next to Zoe. “Looks like we’ll be having some additional company tonight.” Noah glanced back and forth between me and Zoe for a moment, clearly trying to discern whether I was being facetious or not. Finally, when my smile didn’t falter, he nodded and took his seat. I did as well, making a pointed effort to smile the whole way, just in case Leonard was watching me. Despite my earlier upset, the opera was simply breathtaking. The music filled the vaulted ceilings of the theater, the singers’ voices ringing out like angels descendin