Chapter 34: Olive’s POV
The door slid open on its own, smooth and silent. I stepped inside.
Grayson sat at the round table with three board members, all of them turning to look at me like I'd interrupted something sacred. Their faces were tight, eyes sharp. Judging.
"You can leave," Grayson said to them, his voice calm. Too calm. "I need to speak with my stepdaughter."
They stood, filing out past me, each one giving me that same look—the one I'd been getting all day. The one that made me want to scream.
The door closed. Silence.
"Hello, Grayson—"
"Why."
He didn't let me finish.
"When. How. Why." He stood, hands braced on the table. "I don't even know what question to ask first."
"I don't know what you're talking about." My voice came out steadier than I felt. "You all told me to
