"Grandpa will be fine, Noah. Don't worry." Aria leaned against Noah's shoulder and hugged his arm gently. Although her eyes were focused on the ground, more towards Noah's shoes, her mind was filled with the man who finally seemed relieved and at ease.
"I hope so, Aria. I have never been this frightened before, and I do not know how I will be able to face him after all that I did to him and told him." Noah ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "He must detest me for how I behaved the past few days."
"Grandpa will understand, Noah. The situation was critical, and none of us had control over it. I'm sure, by now, Dad must have found the truth, and in no time, he will understand that it was all a misunderstanding. Grandpa's involvement was coincidental, and he had no hand in any matters related to Jared."
