What else had Raymond said that day?
He'd snarled, "Grey, who the hell do you think you are? You think the whole world revolves around you? Do you have any idea how sick she was back then? She almost died! What makes you think you deserve to see her again, huh? What gives you the right?! Do you even deserve to?"
Grey sat alone in his apartment, fingers clamped around that plush toy as he stroked its surface gently, over and over.
His mind drifted back to the way Selene had looked when they met earlier that day. She'd always been stunningly beautiful, that much had never changed. But back then, the crushing weight of life had left her gasping for air, a faint, permanent furrow of sadness etched between her brows.
Now? She didn't have to scrape by just to make ends meet anymore, and she
