EMMA'S POV
“Do we have to leave?" George asked for the umpteenth time.
“Yes, darling. I told you already. We can't stay here. We're going to have our own house. You'd go to school. Wouldn't that be nice?” I beamed at him, trying to hide my dismay. I learned early in life to hide my emotions, first from my abusive husband and then for the sake of my children. I had and still have to be strong. It's my responsibility and I won't let them be in any danger.
Even though, right now, I was running away for my sake. It wasn't just my need for self-sufficiency that was pushing me away from this place, it was the danger of the man called Grayson. Not only was he dangerously handsome, but he's the most calm and gentle man I've ever met. He could be a little shy but he was still so strong. He mad
