Jason's POV

I ran outside hating how Violet had sounded, I knew my grandfather had his reasons for keeping Vince away from us but I would be a fool to ignore the nagging voice in my head telling me he kept it to himself for way too long.

The air outside was less stiff, not as clouded with choking emotions from hidden truth, yet somehow felt just as horrible. I searched round for a familiar figure, that lovely hair colour, but nothing. She either wasn’t here or if she were, she must be very good at staying invisible.

‘Shit’ I cursed seeing and feeling nothing but air slapping my bothered...