*Sterling POV*
Ever since my conversation with my dad earlier today, I haven't been able to shake off what he said to me. Would he really kill me if I changed that much? I needed to talk to someone, but I knew I couldn't trust just anyone on this issue.
I decided to go for a walk since Samantha was sleeping, and hoped the night air would do me some good. Next thing I knew, I was standing outside of Jameson and Grace's door. I was certain that I could talk to either of them, and it would be held in the strictest confidence.
I softly knocked on the door, that way if they were sleeping, I wouldn't disturb them. I was about to turn away when the door opened, and Jameson invited me in after I asked to speak with him.
He was about to carry Grace into the bedroom because she was sound asleep
