Gray
The book in my hands was open, but my eyes weren’t reading a damn thing.
Myra, was all that was on my mind.
Her face, etched with disappointment, with something raw, something I couldn’t name, kept flashing through my mind like a curse. Her clenched jaw, the way her lips trembled, like she had so much to say but swallowed it whole. It was eating me alive.
With a grunt, I slammed the book shut and tossed it to the side of the table.
“s**t,” I muttered under my breath, pressing the heels of my hands into my eyes. “Why do I even care if she’s upset? What’s it got to do with me?”
But the truth clawed at my chest, refusing to let go.
A knock jerked me out of my thoughts.
“Come in,” I barked, sitting straighter in my chair.
The door creaked open and Frakas stepped in, bowing low wi
