Chapter 25- Trance

That occurrence was never far from Grace’s mind. After viewing herself in the bedroom unconscious on the video surveillance captured by James’ men, Grace had dissolved in one of the apartment’s many corridors. She was in shock and denial. It had been James who’d found her unconscious in the bed, not minding his wound and bloodied self. She was wet, muddy, and almost lifeless. Incredibly, it had been James who had rescued her from the clutches of death, biting his wrist and giving her his own blood. He had been on her side day and night. He never left her side.

She had embarrassed herself with tears that wouldn’t end, but he’d let her spill them all. James had let her weep when the news of her grandmother’s death reached her, and even more astonishingly, he’d let her crumble against him, holding her through her grief in silence. With his strong arms wrapped around her, he held Grace together when she felt like she was being torn into pieces by her anguish. Her grandmother was attacked