Chapter 27. The Lover

I kept on wondering why would he keep on doing these things. He should be hating me, I've done everything that should make him hate me.

"Why?" I asked him quietly while stroking his short strands.

I left him in my room sleeping, while I decided to make a batch of coffee and waited for Grant. I had told him about what happened and he said that was coming right over.

My house was a five minutes walking distance from the Packhouse, and he was knocking at my door at the expected time.

"Come in Grant," I said, letting him in and telling him to sit while pouring him a cup of coffee.

"You know it's going to happen sooner or later. He's a very strong-willed guy." Grant started to talk before he even put his ass on the couch.

"Yes, I've realized that now. What do you think I'm trying to do with Rain? I was hoping I could push him away. I don't want to disappoint him, Grant. You know my path and my journey ahead won't be easy.