Chapter 42

Grayson walked into my bedroom, laying down beside me on my bed. "Are you still mad at me?" he asked.

I sighed. He was asking that every single hour for the past four days. "Grayson, I'm not mad," I said.

Grayson frowned. "I don't know about that. Recently, it feels like you're ignoring me. Be honest. Are you still mad?"

"Honestly?" I asked. He nodded. "Mad, no, not really. I'm just a bit hurt. What you said was the meanest thing you've ever said to me and ...