Silence

Grayson POV

My day drags on, and I can’t stop myself from spamming Sammi’s phone. She has to talk to me eventually, right? She can’t just erase me like I don’t exist, though she’s doing a damn good job of it.

I’ve been drinking more than I should, trying to numb the ache, but it’s not working. The way she’s shutting me out, ignoring me like I never mattered, it fucking hurts. Zade’s talking about plans for tonight, something I’ve already decided to bail on. What’s the point? I just want to be here, maybe break into her room if I have to, force her to hear me out. She can’t keep avoiding me forever.

Then, I hear the sound of heels clicking on the floor. My head snaps up, and there she is. She doesn’t even glance my way, just walks right past me, sits down, and starts eating. She’s right there, and it’s like I’m invisible. I can’t tear my eyes away, waiting for her to look at me, to acknowledge I’m standing right here, breaking apart. But nothing. She talks to Zade like I’m not even in