Sawyer POV
I let Gracie hold my hand as she led me into a room with a bunch of tables that were full of people eating dinner. Everything about this place felt familiar, but I did not have any concrete memories of it. Oh well, maybe food would help.
It was hard not to notice that the people around me were giving Gracie and me weird looks, some appearing almost mad. I hesitated, feeling uneasy and almost sick to my stomach as if my mind was trying to make me remember something that had to do with the way people were looking at me.
“Don’t worry babe,” Gracie said, tugging me quite harshly further into the room and past everyone that was glaring at us. “They are just jealous that we are happy and they are not. Let’s get some food and find somewhere to sit.” She said, pulling so hard on m
