Maddox tensed, and his own eyes widened. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I didn’t want to be forced to stay with him for the rest of my life, unhappy. I’m so sorry you lost your father because of my selfishness.”
“No,” Grey said, smiling a little. “I’m not mad; I’m just happy.”
“You’re happy?” Jasper asked, frowning.
Grey didn’t reply for a moment before he nodded a little. “Yeah, I am happy. He’s dead. He was killed by a f*****g car!” he laughed.
“Is he okay?” Elizabeth asked, eyeing Grey, who was still laughing.
Jem shrugged. “Just give him a minute.”
“He’s dead! He’s not coming back! I’m free!”
“Grey?” Jem asked, frowning a little.
Grey turned to stare at him, holding his shoulders. “Jem, he’s dead. He can’t hurt me anymore. The one person he treated like absolute s**t got his reve
