C17 DON’T CRY, GRACE
No One’s POV
In a swift, Zayden put on the pants he had dropped nearby and hurried to Grace’s side. She was lying motionless on the ground. Her hair covered her face, and he gently reached over and pushed it back. He was fuming in anger but, after looking at her innocent face. He started calming down.
He gently picked Grace up into his arms, holding her close to his chest