21
Grif
My head was about to explode. It was borderline impossible to keep calm after hearing Anna’s story. I now knew what the Hulk felt like when his anger had made him transform into a big, green scary guy. I was ready to morph right then. Jesus, what she’d survived.
I thought my childhood had been shitty, with my parents getting divorced. That had been nothing. I’d had my sisters go through it with me, together. The Griffin family looked like a f*****g Norman Rockwell painting in comparison to Anna’s.
Olivia’s. I couldn’t picture her with that name. To me, she was Anna.
And s**t, to her, I was Nick. Not Jake.
I had to yank her out of her seat, lead her to the only private spot in the restaurant. It was like my inner caveman took over. No one would get to her, have her like I woul
