Giovanni PoV

I froze the moment I saw the storm in his eyes.

“From my mum?” Gray’s voice cut through the air like a whip. “That’s where you’ve been?”

I swallowed hard. Of course. That’s why he was suddenly asking, pressing, demanding, like he already knew something I hadn’t told him.

I opened my mouth, trying to explain, but the words stumbled and tripped over themselves.

“I… I’m sorry, Gray,” I whispered finally. “My phone—it stopped working. I ...