*Keera*
I sighed, wrapping the towel in my hand around my head and drying my hair after a refreshing shower. I already had a shower in the morning and despite the fact that it was only just noon and I'd been in my room all day, I'd been tempted to take another one after spending so many hours lost in my own thoughts. My chest still ached from Grayson's betrayal. I'd been trying so hard not to keep whatever we discovered about the case from him, and all those times he'd been keeping the mother load of all secrets from me.
How had he been been able to look me in the eye?
How he been able to touch me, hold me, taste me, knowing he was holding back something that would certainly change everything? Why had he decided to trick me? First Ginny and now him? Why did they always keep things from
