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Grayson carries me to his room, placing me on the bed. I was still shaking in fear.

"I am so sorry, princess." Grayson says, and he looked sincerely sorry. He sighs, covering me up. "I wish I could have protected you from that. I promised to!" He kicks the wall. "Stupid! Stupid!"

"Gr-Grayson?" I croak.

"Yes?" He immediately stops to look at me.

"Lay with me, please. I don't want to be alone."

"You'll never be alone again." He says softly, crawling into bed with me. I crawl into his arms, and he carefully cuddles me. "Tell me if I hurt you, baby girl. Okay?"

I nod, nuzzling my face into his chest. "Goodnight, Grayson."

"Goodnight, Madeline."

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