Grayson had fallen asleep but still opened his eyes in the morning to the sting of where the tears had been the night before. He almost couldn’t fight the urge telling him to stay in bed. But the need for water was too much, navigating his way to the kitchen when he spotted the card and bracelet. Having not come home after the ball until late the next morning he had not seen it considering he was in a fit of hysteria. Curiosity tugging at his brain he picked up the parcel, poking his head outside and looking both left to right. He hadn’t seen anyone but as he was about to shut the door he was stopped by a voice calling out.










