CHAPTER NINETEEN
He was sitting on a picnic table. His feet were resting on the seat and he was focused on a girl that was standing between his knees. Wearing a black shirt, he was almost camouflaged against the night’s darkness. His black hair blended in, but then he smiled. My heart started to ache. I remember when he used to smile at me like that.
Without thinking, I started for him, but someone grabbed my arm and pulled me back. “Don’t.”
Tensing, I rounded with a snarl, but it fell away. “Gray?”
A tense look was on his face. His hand dropped. “I’m sorry. I saw you talking to your friend, and I was worried you’d see Brian. Don’t go over there, Taryn. Let it go.”
“Why?”
His lips pressed together. “Just take my word for it. Don’t go over there. He’s in a better place since he got ki
