Page 21 of Not Her Day to Die (Star-Crossed #2)

G rayson rubs his chest. An hour ago, a sharp pain started stabbing him over and over again. At first, he ignored it as best he could.

But not any longer.

He walks across the hall to Sunday’s room. Opening the door, he finds Axel inside. Sitting on her bed, staring listlessly at the wall.

“My heart hurts,” Axel says.

Worry, anxiety, unease.

“Call the agent.” Grayson’s palm flattens over his heart. “Mine does too. This has to be a sign. Something isn’t right.”

Axel’s eyes whip up. “I already did.” He reaches behind him. “Take this. We’re going to need it.”

Grayson steps forward, eyeing it warily before reaching out and taking the gun from Axel.

Sunday, I hope you’re okay.

A million choices led them to this moment in time, Grayson isn’t sure what all he would change.

Would he choose to never meet Sunday?

To ship her away?

To force her to leave them?

He wants to say he would, but he knows in his heart that Sunday has wrapped her way into their lives.

And he will never let her go.