Dark Shadows
Griffin's POV
That night, I hardly slept at all. My heart raced with every sound, and every shadow seemed to be moving. The figure in the hallway and the letter were not coincidental. I was being watched. Someone intended for me to feel fear.
I was exhausted, but my mind was alert by the time the sun came out and the figure in the corridor was out of sight of the windows. I required clarification. I had to know who was attempting to scare…or warn…me.
When I left the bedroom, Griffin was already dressed. He appeared as composed as ever as he stood in the kitchen drinking his coffee. He didn't say anything about how exhausted I appeared, if he noticed.
"Good morning," he murmured in a cautious, aloof tone.
I paused before answering. "Good morning."
There was silence betwe
