Lydia's POV
"I'll fucking kill him, Grace! " At once, I thump myself onto the mattress with Grace sitting over me. We are both breathing harshly, rugged.
"Would you...mind telling me what happened?" Grace probes me a little, but I shouldn't reveal too much about the incident and get her into trouble as well. I've done shit in the past. I will put myself in danger again. But this time, I shouldn't involve Grace in this. I had made a promise to myself. And if I were as strong as Levi, I ought to keep my promise alive. Even if she doesn't know about it.
"It's nothing. Go to sleep, please." I request to Grace.
"Okay, but tell me what's happening with you. I'm concerned, Lydia. What are you so angry about?" Grace tries to probe me again, but I stand my ground well. I shouldn't let her know about my doubts so soon either.