(Grayson’s POV)
“f**k!” I screamed when Eliana walked out and clutched my hair tightly while sitting on the bed. That night, neither Eliana nor I slept peacefully.
Next day by the time I woke up, kids and Eliana had already left. After getting ready, I walked out of the house and drove to the location. The second, I stepped out, Sophie held my arm and pushed me to a corner.
“Why are you dragging me here?” I rubbed my arm that she held so tightly.
“Why is Sasha here?” She yelled at me and I just looked around to see people watching us or giving side glances.
“She wanted to uh, see the shooting” I tried to give her some reason but the way she put her hands on her hips and looked at me, I knew she didn’t whatever bullshit I said.
“And wanted to sit in your vanity van especially” She sai
