Grace’s POV
I wanted to jump into his arms in the excitement of firing a gun and ask him how I did but his blank face made me stop and halted my excitement. He started to walk towards me and I waited for him, nervous about his reaction. He was trying so hard to stop me from going to the East wing, maybe he didn’t want me here snooping around his underworld training. My mind filled with thousands of thoughts and they all rushed towards negative outcomes. Damiano always had a very soft look on his face whenever he is around me but his face was from soft right now. I turned my head to see Marcus standing with a blank look on his face waiting for Damiano to approach us. All the eyes in the ground were on him. My feet started to tap slowly in anxiety.
“What’s happening here?” He asked Marcus
