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I was woken up by the sound of a phone ringing. My brows furrowed, and I had stirred awake when the sound went off, and I heard Gray's groggy voice. "This is Gray." I turned to him, letting out a small sigh. I could see streaks of an early morning through the drapes, and I sighed, leaning back on the couch. Gray was half asleep on the phone, but he suddenly sat up, all traces of sleep varnishing from his eyes, his lips parting. "What?" The urgency in his voice made me stop, and I held my breath, waiting for him to get off the phone. All sorts of things ran through my mind as I watched him and the myriad of emotions that passed in his eyes. Slowly, he put the phone down, then stood up, without a word. I watched as he walked out and I immediately followed him. "Gray, what is..." "Do