Sammi’s POV
The days bleed into one another, each one dragging longer than the last. It’s been a week now, and still, nothing. No word. No sign of Grayson. It’s like he vanished into thin air, leaving me to pick up the pieces of myself that he shattered. I want to ask my brothers where he is, but I can’t bring myself to say his name. The thought of him, of what he did, of how he just left, makes the hole in my chest ache deeper.
I miss him. God, I hate myself for it, but I miss him so much it’s like a constant, gnawing pain in my heart. Part of me keeps hoping, praying, that maybe he didn’t leave. Maybe he’s just somewhere, biding his time, working up the courage to apologize, to explain that he was drunk or high or just made a horrible mistake. But each passing day crushes that hope a l
