It’s going to be fine.
Wringing my hands together, I replay everything I need to say in my head. Nausea permeates my stomach, but I push through it.
I step towards him as he moves further into the penthouse, and his head lifts when he notices me. He looks even more tired than he did last night, and I hesitate.
“Are you okay?” he asks, now only a few metres away from me.
“Sebastian, I—”
His phone rings, cutting me off.
Sebastian pulls it out of his pocket, and his nostrils flare at whoever’s name appears on the screen.
“What?” he snaps.
He stills at whatever the other person says, his muscles tensing—his demeanour changing from his initial annoyance to being completely focussed on what’s being said.
“I’m on my way,” he says, his voice too calm for how strained his body is.
Sebastian hangs up, his gaze finding mine, but what I see in his eyes sets me on edge.
“I’m sorry, I have to go,” he says, his voice almost detached. “Will you be all right?”
I nod, and before I can even say anything, he’s gone.
Returning to the couch, I run my hand over Shadow’s head, trying to calm my nerves, but I can’t seem to get rid of the sinking feeling in my stomach.
Something doesn’t feel right.
I’ve seen Sebastian mad, but this was something different.
About twenty minutes later, the lift dings, and I jump up, rushing towards it. Except it’s not Sebastian.
“Where’s Sebastian?” I ask as Easton walks into the penthouse.
“Busy,” he says. “You need to come with me.”
I take half a step back from him. “Why?”
“Do you really think you have a choice?” he sneers, and I swallow thickly.
I don’t think Sebastian would let him hurt me, but I still don’t trust Easton.
“Let’s go,” he says. “I won’t ask again,” he adds when I don’t move.
With no other options, I go with him.
The lift carries us down, and my mind runs with all the possibilities.
“Grace, are you okay?”
I look up to see Mason standing in front of us in the parking garage, his brows furrowed.
Easton’s shoulder bumps into mine when I stop, and I feel him tense behind me.
“Mason, what are you doing here? I thought you finished for the day.”
“I left something in the office. I came to get it.” He looks between Easton and me, his gaze assessing and serious.