Chapter 36
Graham's POV
“Why are we sneaking through the dark walkway?” I muttered, ducking under a low branch.
“Because people hardly use it and no one can see you. Your aura and size can be explained but not your face and grey hair,” Janessa explained.
Looking better than she did an hour ago.
Her voice was still soft, but her hand stayed close to mine, brushing my knuckles like she couldn’t decide whether to hold on or let go.
God, finding her crying all alone broke my heart.
The image of her shoulders shaking, face wet still haunted me. Thankfully I listened to my gut and impulsively came.
She was better now. I'd made sure of it.
I'm just glad to be here for her and that she wasn't isolating. I locked my fingers with hers.
“Graham, no!” she exclaimed, dragging her hands from
