(Grayson)
I watched in horror as Katrina was being taken away. The pain in her eyes was something I swore to myself that I would never see again. This isn't how it was supposed to go.
Why the f**k wouldn't they let me explain?!
I could feel my brother's hands gripping the back of my jacket, making me whirl around to face him.
"What the f**k! What are you doing Grant? Why the hell did you stop me?!" I snapped, feeling like I could punch Grant in the face right now. In fact, there was a very high probability that might happen.
"What am I doing? What the hell are you doing?! I told you we needed to do this delicately. You can't just show up out of the blue like this Grayson!" Grant hissed, glancing back towards the house as I saw worry flash across his face.
"Just because you are sc
