Summer’s Pov
I lay on my bed and stared at the ceiling and let everything replay.
Crew's face in the studio doorway. That specific kind of hurt that people wear when they're trying to look unbothered and failing just slightly. I'd seen it and I'd felt it and then I'd sat there anyway because I didn't know what to do with it.
I pulled out my phone and texted Gray.
*You should tell him. Not everything, but something. He deserves to know why you need more time with people right now.*
Gray's reply came after a few minutes.
*Not yet. Not until mom and dad are both here. I want to tell everyone properly when the time is right. Please respect that.*
I put the phone down.
He was right and I knew he was right and it still didn't make sitting with the secret any easier. Crew was out there fe
