I thought I knew him. A heartbreaker with a silver tongue. As cheesy as it is, I judged the book by the cover. And while I am a sucker for a pretty cover, I know it’s the content that matters most. A cover can’t change you, can’t reveal something new to you about life and the world we live in. Only reading the full story can. This moment was another chapter in Grayson’s story. A new revelation of who he is that isn’t perfect. It’s messy and raw, but it’s real.
