24
Aribel
A cheer went up from the front of the League and gradually grew. I turned around to figure out what was going on, and then I saw him.
Grant.
He was here.
Our eyes locked across the room, and I wasn’t sure what I saw reflected back in his eyes. Desperation. Fear. Hope. It was a strange combination. One I certainly hadn’t expected after the last time we had parted.
Ignoring all the people around him, Grant practically bounded across the room until he was directly in front me. The room fell silent at his approach. My pulse thrummed in my throat, and I swallowed hard. I tilted my chin up to meet him with determination in my face. I was not going to break down. I had no clue what he was going to do, but I could handle it.
Then his hands were cupping my cheeks so tenderly as if
