Chapter 33: Grayson: What Did I Do Wrong Now?

"Okay, tell me what I did wrong now." I cross my arms and stand behind Isabelle.

Her head is buried in her locker, and she's mumbling incoherently. "The list of what you didn't do is shorter." She straightens and turns around.

I laugh, but she doesn't so much as crack a smile. I sigh. "Seriously, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." She shoves her books in her bag and zips it closed before hefting it over her shoulder. "I have to get home."

When she attempts to walk past me, I move in front of her. "There's something going on."

She averts her gaze, and her bottom lip trembles. I study her face, and the glint of tears in her eyes punches the breath from my lungs. All right, there's definitely something going on, and I'm not letting her leave here alone until I know she's going to be okay.