*Samantha POV*
I don't know how I had forgotten the details of that night. What was showing wasn't exactly what I remembered. However, after watching everything unfold, it was starting to come back to me, causing a deep guilt to build inside of me. Grayson didn't want to do what he did, he was given no choice.
His friends kept mentioning that they would beat him again, as well as other things that were utterly disturbing. What have I done? My mind went to a darker place and twisted the reality of what happened out of fear and trauma. I wasn't the only one who suffered that night, and I can't imagine what happened to him after they were caught and made to leave.
As badly as I know we needed more information on the rest of the attacks, I just wanted this to stop. Not for me, but for Gray
