Izzy bit her lower lip hard, her heart dropping the moment she saw Seth walking toward her.
“W-what are you even doing here?” she asked again, repeating the question he’d ignored earlier.
Seth didn’t answer right away. Instead, a small smirk played on his lips.
“Is it so wrong for me to come see you?”
His voice was serious, but Izzy frowned in response.
“That’s not the answer I was looking for. And I never said it was wrong—you coming here, I mean. But next time, at least give me a heads-up. The tenement isn’t exactly safe for someone like you, especially this late at night.”
“I’ll be fine,” he said with a shrug. “Nothing’s going to happen to me here. I can take care of myself. Besides, yeah—it’s late. Why are you only getting home now?”
His brow arched as he questioned her, clearly
