Chapter 15 - Grace Stewart

Grace POV

I don’t know how long I have been hiding. Seeing Dash with that Barbie doll made me sick to my stomach. The way she was all over him and he wasn’t backing off. I shake my head, trying to push away the memories as I clear the single tear that rolled down my cheek. Good thing I am not wearing makeup. That would’ve been a freaking disaster.

I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself as I stand up. A part of me thought Dash would come after me and, after realizing he was not coming, it felt like my heart shattered into a thousand little pieces. Why would he come after me? If I thought he was playing a game before, now I know for a fact that he is.

Walking out of the small room I find to sit by myself I find George outside the room waiting. His eyes meet mine and he offers me a huge smile. Great. This is all I need. “George…” I whisper and he takes one step towards me, holding my hand and taking it to his lips, placing a small kiss. I hate the feeling of his lips against my