Grace's POV.
There was a knock at the door.
I hesitated for a moment.
I spent the rest of the day hiding away in my room like a coward.
I just couldn't bring myself to face anyone outside this room. I didn't know if I'd ever be able to look them in the eye again after they way I acted.
So, instead, I spent the day trying to work through the maze of thoughts in my mind - tried to figure out what I knew to be true, what I was told was the truth, and what I thought was the truth.
But by the time I was interupted, I only felt more confused and anxious - further away from the answers I needed so desperately.
Another knock.
I breathed a heavy sigh and forced myself to see who it was.
Rhyder...
He was holding Tate, whom was fast asleep, in his arms.
"He wanted to spend the night in my
