Grayson’s POV
I drag myself to my room, the weight of the situation pressing down on me like a suffocating blanket. Every step feels heavier than the last as I push the door open, knowing they’re watching, making sure I don’t do anything stupid. All I can do is play along. Leave. Make it look real so they bring Sammi back safely. After that, I’ll find a way. Somehow, I’ll figure out how to get to her, to show her that everything was a lie. It was all a setup, a twisted plan to rip us apart.
I reach for the small ring Sammi gave me just two days ago. My fingers hover over it, but Zade’s voice cuts through the air like a knife.
“Leave it!” he barks, his tone hard, like he’s daring me to defy him.
I freeze, my hand trembling above the ring. If I leave it, she’ll think it means nothing. Sh
