Grayson Pov
I woke up with a start, hearing the sound of a cabinet door closing moments before the alarm on my phone went off. I laid there staring at the ceiling, absently reaching down to my jeans where my phone was vibrating and ringing, and pressed the side button on my phone to silence it as I stared at the ceiling. I...I could remember everything. It was coming slowly, but it was coming, starting with the dream. Was that...was that my trigger all along? I could remember being kidnapped as well, and everything before that. The thing I was missing, the thing that defined me...my feelings for Zain. “What the f**k,” I whispered, pressing my hands against my face. The dream, the first and only kiss I ever had, it was the trigger all along. I let out a shaky laugh, my hands falling to
