I never knew why I still took biology, after I told my mom I never wanted to be a doctor. I hated dissecting things and that was exactly what we were going to do on Monday morning. To make things worse, Tony never warned me about it. According to him, he wasn't going to tell me anything in advance to be fair.

Grayson still had a hard time sleeping, but he told me it was just a side effect of the anti-depressant.

"Babe, can you get my water bottle from my bag?" Grayson asked, his head resting on his desk. "Please?"

I reached into his backpack and pulled out his...