I gently kissed Greyson's forehead and turned the lights off before I left his room. I climbed downstairs and went straight to the kitchen, where I found Aunt Esther making coffee.

"How's the kid?" she asked me.

I already told her what happened.

"He's sleeping in his room already." I sighed heavily. "He told me that he's fine, but I'm still worried about him."

She offered me a cup of coffee, but I refused because I would certainly have a hard time sleeping if I drank it

"Did he tell you what his reason was for punching that kid?" she asked.

I shook my head. "Unfortunately, he always avoids my...