Grayson's head throbbed in frustration and anger. It was evident with the flush of his face, the flex of his muscles, and how his words came out. How the hell could someone he loved this much drive him this insane. He could barely recall what the topic of the argument had been on, but it must've been horrible to get him so worked up.

"Are you even listening to me?" Grayson hated raising his voice so his tone was only slightly elevated. His volume didn't show his true feeling, the emotion that laid thick over his words did. After being discarded by everyone in his life, this was the last thing he needed.

"What more would you like from me?" He forced himself to keep a more steady tone at the moment until he broke. "My heart? My soul? My undying love? Because fuck sweetheart, you already have it all."