Grace's POV.
I remained frozen on the front step with the door still half open behind me.
I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.
It felt like my soul had left my body and I was watching the scene from a distance - almost like I was having a vivid dream.
Rhyder was here.
Standing on my threshold.
He must have followed me here.
But why? After all this time... why now?
I cleared my throat and finally found my voice again. I had to shove my hands into my pockets to hide the fact that they were shaking.
"Rhyder... what are you doing here?"
"I had to talk to you, Grace... about so many things. I couldn't just watch you walk out of my life for a third time."
My heart began to race. My lips went bone-dry. When my the tip of my tongue flicked between them for some much needed
