“Stop fighting.” Bellamy scolded from the doorway. “Didn’t you hear me when I said you need to think of her? Before they took her, did she seem to like the idea of you two fighting? Did she like it when you were upset? From what I understand, Echo didn’t like any conflict in her life.”
She walked in and put my pillow behind my head, then did the same for Grayson. Her eyes were on where our hands were. I looked down and saw that we’d both been gripping Echo around her waist. I relaxed my grip.
“You two need to work out your differences and stop fighting over her, at least until she’s healed. I’m here for another week. I want to see you two getting along better. This is your final warning.”
“Sorry, Bellamy.” We murmured.
“I’m going to call my mate and go to bed. I’ll let you off from
