CHAPTER 92

( Yvonne’s POV )

The walk back to the house was silent. Hunter ran ahead, beginning the preparations to move back. I couldn't bring myself to talk anymore, and I think Connor realised that.

My brother renounced his title. What could have possibly happened that he would give up his title?

Greyson is a lot of things, but a quitter isn't one of them. Just thinking about it is upsetting.

We reached the house, Connor following me to our room. It's still daylight out, but I can't be around other people. I have half a mind to kick Connor out.

"Come here." His arms wrap around me, cradling my head against his chest. "We'll get through this." Then again, he really does know how to make me feel better. Maybe I should keep him around, just in case.

I close my eyes and wrap my arms around his torso. Neither of us speaks and eventually we lie down on our bed. The bed we've shared for three years.

The bed we won't sleep in ever again. I knew this would come, but I thought we'd be making the decis