Chapter Ten
Jaxon
My aunt was crying, and a beautiful girl sat rubbing her back. My uncle was still, and for a second I assumed the worst.
When my aunt twisted her head around in surprise she saw my expression darken.
"No Jaxon, your Uncle is alright. Nothing has happened." She reassured me, beckoning me over for a hug. The girl still sat there rigidly, her head turned towards my uncle.
"Who is this?" I asked lightly, a small smile on my lips.
My aunt raised an eyebrow and the girl turned her head to me, a small smirk forming on her lips.
I gaped at her and took a small amount of comfort in the fact she couldn't see me. That alone made me feel guilty, but at least she didn't see my surprise that the beautiful girl sitting there was Grace.