Layla
Scott’s doctor wants me to come see him. I read the message from Grayson twice. He sent me Violet’s number so I could call her if I decide to come.
My finger hovers over her number. Part of me wants to start driving that way while I make the phone call. That poor pup, watching his father die….I am reminded of my mom and I push the memory aside. The other part of me wants to stay here and ignore the request. Seeing Grayson is hard and getting more painful each meeting. Not to mention the anniversary of my mother’s murder was a few days ago.
Persephone whines. It’s hurting her too. But then she speaks “that boy needs us more. We will hurt whether we go or not. But he will only hurt more if we don’t see him.”
You’re right Perse. I’m just really struggling this time. We’ve never spe
