chapter 38. Harsh Reality

BELLE I succeeded in avoiding Grayson’s room until late into the night. I was hoping that I could sneak in while he was sleeping and use the couch across from his bed. I didn’t want to sleep in the same bed as Grayson until we talked. But I also didn’t know where else I would sleep if it wasn’t in Grayson’s room. I could feel the anxiety building up inside me as I approached his door, hoping that he wouldn’t be angry at me anymore. I opened the door and peeked in to see if he was asleep, then frowned when I saw an empty bed. Maybe he was still working? But right as I stepped in, I was immediately slammed against the door, my head banging painfully against it. I yelled out in pain and shock. “Who the fuck do you think you are, huh?” Grayson yelled at me. I whimpered at the harsh grip he had on my arms. “W-what do you mean?” Grayson growled loudly, “What happens between you and me stays between you and me, got it? You don’t go blabbering to the first person you see just becaus