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Sammi POVHe shifted slightly, adjusting so he could look at me, his expression soft but firm. “No, it isn’t. Both sides have their own beauty beneath the scars and the darkness. Do you want to know what I think this represents?” His gaze pierced through my defenses, and I could only shrug in response.“I think this piece is you coming to terms with everything,” he said softly. “I don’t think the dark side is what you were letting go of—I think it’s what you were becoming because you were pushing the light out. The good parts of yourself. The darkness took over because you were fighting against the hope.”As he spoke, the painting in front of me seemed to shift in meaning. His words began to make sense. Losing Grayson, the weight of everything he’d said, how I began to feel about myself... I was the one detaching from the good, forcing myself into the shadows.Grayson’s arms tightened around me slightly, his voice gentle but resolute. “Pain, hurt, hardship... that’s what often drives
Your Dad's Perfect Working
Grayson’s POVGetting Sammi to invite Willow over wasn’t entirely for her sake. Sure, it would be good for her to have a friend around, but my motives were deeper. I needed to look into everything, to figure out who the hell had been threatening her. While she spent time with Willow, I could finally start working on the situation, and I planned to do just that. As I made my way downstairs, I saw them sitting together, talking quietly. When I approached, Willow glanced up at me.“I apologize for my angry outburst earlier,” Willow began, not bothering to hide the irritation still lingering in her voice. “But to me, you were nothing but a cheating, selfish, egotistical, narcissistic bastard.”Her bluntness took me aback. Wow. I stared at her for a moment, feeling the weight of her words but knowing I deserved them based on what she saw as the truth. “Okay...” I muttered, unsure of how else to respond. I leaned down and kissed Sammi gently on the lips. “I’m going to the office to meet wit
Your Dad's Perfect His Father
Sammi’s POVSitting with Willow, I listen as she talks about the elderly man she’s become attached to at work. I can already see the fear etched into her face, the worry that he’s not going to make it. It’s always the same with her. No matter how much I tell her not to get too close, she does. Every time. And every time, it ends the same way—heartbreak. But I know better than to try and stop her; Willow always leads with her heart.We’ve talked for a short while about Grayson and my brothers, but when she noticed the ring on my finger, it opened up an entirely new conversation—one filled with questions I wasn’t ready to answer. The truth is, I wasn’t prepared to be proposed to. Moments before, I had technically been single, and now... everything felt surreal. Willow, on the other hand, seemed convinced that the wedding was a done deal. She had already made me promise that she’d be my maid of honor and started planning everything in her head.I tried to argue, telling her that none of
Your Dad's Perfect Taken
Sammi’s POVI come to feeling dazed and numb. My head is pounding, each throb sending waves of pain through my skull, and I groan involuntarily. There’s a fog settling over my thoughts, but I try to piece together what happened. Slowly, I become aware of my surroundings—the cold, hard surface beneath me. My hands are tied behind my back, the rough scrape of the rope biting into my skin.Am I still on the floor of the kitchen?No. This surface feels too gritty, like concrete, not tile. I force myself to breathe deeply, trying to stay calm, though the ache in my head makes it hard to focus. Something is terribly wrong. My mind scrambles through fragments of memory. I was tricked. It wasn’t Grayson’s father. The man lied. Whoever he was, he knew exactly what to say to get inside.I groggily blink my eyes open. The ground beneath me is uneven, littered with dirt and debris. I’m definitely not inside anymore, or if I am, there’s no roof. As my senses return, I feel the sting of grazes on m
Your Dad's Perfect Getting Her
Grayson POVI burst into the house, heart pounding, shouting Sammi’s name as I tear through every room, my panic rising with every second of silence. “Sammi!” My voice echoes through the empty space. Nothing.I reach the dining room, and that’s when I see it—a glass sitting on the table, barely touched. I freeze, staring at it, my heart racing in my chest.“Is she here?” Zade’s voice comes from behind me, but my focus is locked on the glass. I lift it, bringing it to my lips. A familiar taste hits me instantly.“He was here,” I whisper, my voice trembling with barely contained rage. The only person who drinks that is him. My father. The fact that the glass is there, untouched, feels like a deliberate taunt, like he’s mocking me. My hands shake as I put it down.Zade walks past me and into the kitchen, scanning the room. I see him bend down and pick up a shard of a broken cup. “What’s this?” Joel asks, walking in from the other room, holding up a small box.I take it from him, my stoma
Your Dad's Perfect Family
Grayson’s POVI can hardly believe that my own family did this to her. The thought makes my blood boil. As I look over Sammi’s fragile form, I see the angry scrapes and cuts covering her body. Her skin is marred with bruises, and there’s a deep gash on her head that will likely need stitches. It’s hard to see her like this, knowing the pain she’s in, both physically and emotionally.“You killed him,” she whispers softly, her voice almost lost in the silence. I meet her gaze and nod, my expression hardening.“I would kill anyone for you, Angel,” I say with a fierceness that surprises even me. “You should know that by now.” My eyes shift to Zade, narrowing as I stare him down. He blanches under my gaze, his face going pale. He’s not immune to what I’m capable of either. If he ever tries to keep us apart, I wouldn’t hesitate to do the same to him. Even if it means she hates me for it, I’d still find a way to be with her.“He gets it, Gray, stop glaring at him,” Joel interjects with a chu
Your Dad's Perfect Home truths
Grayson’s POVI sit her down on the stool and quickly make her a drink, trying to calm my racing thoughts. My hands are shaking as I hand it to her, and I can feel the tension simmering between us. I know I’ve terrified her. Hell, I scared myself. She was gone, and I thought I’d lost her. The panic took over before I could think clearly. I didn’t consider the fact that she was there, watching the whole thing unfold. All I could think about was making sure she was safe—that he would never hurt her again.“Gry,” I hear my mother’s voice behind me. The sound grates on me, and I can’t help but groan.“Don’t fucking call me that!” I snap, hating the nickname more than ever. He used to call me that. Every time I hear it, it’s like he’s right there, haunting me all over again. I look up at her, my voice catching in my throat. “What the hell happened to you?” I ask, walking over, my eyes scanning her face.“It doesn’t matter,” she says softly, avoiding my gaze. But it does matter. Her eye is
Your Dad's Perfect His Family
Sammi’s POVI had no idea Grayson had siblings. He’s had told me about his father—about the torment and what he had endured—but he never once mentioned a brother or a sister. Yet they are here.As Grayson sits with his mother in the next room, caught in quiet conversation, I find myself with Zade and Izzy. His family are warm, inviting, and kind, but there’s a tension in the air I can’t shake. Does Izzy know? Does she know what happened to her father? Does she know Grayson killed him? The thought keeps me on edge, the weight of that knowledge pressing down on me like a storm waiting to break.Zade seems to pick up on it, glancing at me every now and then as we chat, his expression curious, cautious. After a few minutes of polite small talk, he gently takes Izzy by the arm, murmuring something about explaining to her the position at the spa. It’s a welcome distraction, and I appreciate the break. I can’t help but wonder if he’s sparing me, sensing the turmoil beneath my surface.I’m st
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