I woke up to a knock on the door, my brows furrowed as I turned towards it. Who could it be? Aunt Althea, maybe? It could only be her since she was the only one who cared about me and Gray. I mean, Samantha did care, but in her own psychotic way, and none of us wanted that.
I got out of bed, and only then did I notice that Gray was not in bed with me. I was starting to wonder where he was when I heard the sound of the shower, and my mind immediately calmed.
The knock came on the door again, and I opened it, my brows furrowed. It was Samantha, followed closely by Aunt Althea. Samantha was holding a tray of food, a smile that some naive person who didn't know the amount of crazy she had in that tiny beautiful body would think was genuine, and even, almost apologetic.
"What do you want?"
