[Gianna’s POV]I watch Grant as he steps into his grandfather’s room and when he turns to give me a look of reassurance, I simply nod.Go on, I think, watching him. Go and see him.It is clear that he is worried. The way that he is acting is plenty enough proof of that, and I could only hope that things weren’t too bad and that whatever ailment he was dealing with would be cured soon.Once Grant disappears, I turn my gaze to the two who stand silently beside me and realize that I was now alone with my enemy.Dammit. I think as Rachel’s gaze slowly trails down my body, clearly sizing me up. Maybe I should have tried to go with Grant, but since I didn’t, I would have to play nice for now.“Rachel, was it?” I ask, deciding to break the silence first. “It’s good to see you again.”“Is it?” She asks, making it clear she has no intention of playing nice. “I’m afraid I can’t say the same…what was your name again?”“Gianna,” I smile. “My name is Gianna.”“Gianna,” she repeats, crossing her ar
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