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Grace watched him carefully. Then she smiled softly and went back to scrolling. But inside, her heart was beating slightly faster. Because part of her didn’t mind that comment at all. Across Town Across the city, Anita sat on the couch in Jackson’s living room. Her phone rested in her hand. She was scrolling through I*******m absentmindedly while Jackson prepared breakfast in the kitchen. Then she saw it. Grace’s new post. Anita tapped it. The video began playing. Grace was laughing while riding the amusement park ride.

Then someone brought up Greyson and Charlotte, and soon enough, all eyes were on Greyson and Charlotte. The poster said he just wanted to record his emotional journey of the past twenty years, without any intention of making a big deal out of it. After leaving a post like that, she deleted the original one. The traces on the Internet are easy to find, even though the original post has been deleted, there are still many marketing accounts reposting it. This thing, right here, is even hotter than before the post was deleted. More and more people thought that the "Mr. B" in the post was Greyson Bernard, and that the sister was Charlotte.

] [Why can’t he give the rabbit Alice? [Wow, I didn’t know that there are still audiences who hasn’t watched this trail at least once!] [He can’t give the rabbit Alice because—] [Wait wait wait, what’s that?! Holy shi—He got his game panel!!! NOW??? OMG hahahahahahaha] [His panel looks weird no? Everybody’s panel is a black wristband, no? Why is his… a black snake?] --- Bullet Comments with spoiler will be screened out for the hero ---

Grey’s POV New York again. I was back in this darn city again. Just me, back in my office at 2 a.m, surrounded by over twenty years old case files like they're gonna suddenly rearrange themselves into something that actually makes sense. They never do. I've read this shit so many times I could recite it in my sleep. Autopsy report. Witness statements. Photographs I wish to god I could unsee. And every single time, it comes back wrong. Not sad wrong. Not tragic accident wrong. Just… wrong, like someone handed me a puzzle with pieces from three different boxes and told me to shut up and be grateful it looks like a picture.

I didn't even continue my words when again a liquid came out of my core, Gray immediately released his fingers he showed how the mucus was coming out of my body "Clean it up, it must really make you uncomfortable" I said making Gray smile instead "what do you mean I'm even crazy not to squish it dry right now" Gray said making me just speechless, he then straightened his body he released the only barrier that covered his body made me turn my face back when I saw Gray's really visible big. Can it get inside me I started to feel doubtful and Gray seemed to notice my nervousness he immediately kissed my forehead gently

Grey yells as he climbs the steps. Sage came out. “Grey? What happened?” “Her water didn’t work. She needs more.” I can barely hear them talking. “Her hair…” Sage started. “Hair later. Water now.” Grey snarls. “Alright, we’ll help.” And that’s when everything goes black. **** “Grey?” I jolt out of bed looking around. I’m in my room. I push off the blankets and go to the bathroom. I freshen up and throw on some shorts and a t-shirt.

Alanna stood by the window, her eyes empty. "If you want to quit, find someone else to come. No one is forcing you." Grayson said, "Okay! Forget about everything I said. But are you sure you're doing well with your postpartum recovery?" Alanna lowered her gaze. "Have you prepared what I asked?" Grayson sneered. "It has been ready for a while now. Just wait to watch the show." Alanna nodded. Travis handed a blanket to Alanna to wrap around her shoulders.

Grey shared, continuing to chat as he drove. During the drive, Grey divulged a lot of personal information about himself. His family had relocated from Mexico when he was ten. He had proudly served in the military for three years and retired just the previous year. He also mentioned having a girlfriend in college and his desire to save up enough money to marry her after she graduated. Speaking of her brought a grin that stretched from ear to ear. In many ways, Grey reminded me of the person I was three years ago. Meanwhile, Will remained silent, engrossed in his work on the laptop from the back seat. Upon arriving at the office, Will wasted no time taking action. His first order of business

“All we have is a few pills of acetaminophen. It’s not going to do much.” “I can do it!” Gracie somehow managed to squirm her way past Grey and practically ran until she plopped down beside Will. She looked more curious than horrified as her crystal blue eyes scanned over E’s mangled form. My confusion was growing by the second. How would Gracie help anything? “I said no.” Grey stomped over and gripped her arm lightly. He was about to pull her back to her feet and kick her out, but Will gave him a pleading look.