Grace POV

Heat rushes to my cheeks.

The memories flood back—the cabin, Damien's rage, the pain. And before I passed out, I said something. Something about—

"I—" I swallow hard. "Did I say I'd sign your contract?"

Ethan's expression shifts, something like relief washing over his features. "You did."

"I'm sorry if that was—I mean, I was barely conscious, but—" I force myself to meet his eyes. "I meant it. If I said I'd sign, then I'll ...