Gray was now sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, his eyes low, while I stood close to him, my eyes taking him in. He has been quiet for the past half hour, his eyes holding the same blank stare, his breaths slow.
I sighed, then slowly leaned close, knowing that he probably felt awful about what had just happened. He had been at his most vulnerable, and it made me wonder if she had ever done something like this, probably when she still had his favour and he had let it slide because he was in love with her.
"Gray?"
He took in a deep breath and slowly looked up. His eyes looked like hollow storms, his lips slowly parting. "Yes?"
I forced a small smile. "Do you want ice cream?"
He shook his head slowly and turned away. "You should lie down. I will go down and..."
"No," I said, holdi
