It was always like this in the past too…no matter what I did, or said, he always turned his back on me. “ Arrest Lily Whitlock. She attempted murder on me by attacking me. You can see it in the footage. I want her behind bars without further delay. ” I hiss, turning and strolling out of the statio
Grace “ Disappearing on my second day of work won’t leave a good impression, right?” I nibble on my lower lip. Earlier, after talking to Ethan on the phone, I lost my mind and rushed to report him and Lily. I didn’t even inform Mr. Costello that I will be taking a day off. I don’t doubt he wil
Grace “ Come home with me, Grace. Come home and I will make it up to you.” He whispers, his eyes holding the longing, and plead. For a second there, my heart stops beating. My eyes search his gaze, now gentle, and focused solely on me. Didn’t I always want this? For Ethan to push Lily aside an
And as always, Ethan looks reluctant to either reach out to her or stay put. Given that he is not sparing me a glance now, I know the desire to reach out tops the urge to stay put. Unwantedly, the old emotions of inferiority return with full force, making me take a hesitant step back. Even after
Grace Silence ensues on our way back to Tristin’s home. I steal occasional glances his way to find his jaw clenched and his eyes glaring out the window. What Lily said is obviously a lie and it ticked him off. Before, I heard that she had killed Sebastian Roberto too. But...if she has murdered
“ You can’t, even if you want to. ” Tristin rasps, meeting my gaze again. “ But I can. I have my ways to make people talk. And she will talk if I get my hands on her. ” My fingers tighten around the fork. His ways can’t be humane ways. “ What’s stopping you? ” I inquire, surprised at my nonchala
GraceThe next morning, I come out of my room, wearing another one of a grey pencil skirt and a white blouse sent by Alma. But, it fits me well now, instead of being painfully tight.Lost in my own thoughts, I walk down the stairs only to see Alma standing at the end of them, staring up at me. “ Gr
GraceAs I stroll inside the RB tower, I notice the crowd gathered near the reception but don’t pay much attention.I take the elevator and go to my floor. When the doors ding open, some pair of eyes fall on me. Instantly, the atmosphere on the floor becomes chilling and uncomfortable as the always
Grace“ There seems to be nothing wrong with her. ” The doctor announces in a nervous tone. I click my tongue and finally open my eyes to stare at the unfamiliar ceiling. The temperature in the room drops when the doctor’s face appears in my sight, and he frowns in confusion.“ You are right. ” I b
EthanI don’t like seeing her like this. Like a fragile doll that might break any moment, or a ghost that might disappear and slip from my hold before I can even hold her. For a moment, I want to tell her that she just has to ask me to stop, and I will. I will not let my men fight Tristin, who is r
GraceSmoke.Thick, black, unforgiving smoke coils through the air outside the window, as if the sky itself has caught fire. My palms press against the cold glass, eyes wide, heart hammering violently inside my chest.Something exploded. The cars in the distance are on fire. But that’s not the only
GraceI pick up the phone and press it against my ear. For some moments, silence sounds from the other side.I remain still, my muscles still, and my breath lodged in my throat. I can recognize him even if he doesn’t say anything to me, and just continues to breathe into the speaker.“ Tristin. ” I
GraceEthan’s Grandmother has always been a symbol of terror in the family. Despite her old age, the silver hair, the sunken eyes, she exudes a kind of aura that makes one squirm. She was the spitting image of her own son, who had died years ago—Ethan’s father. The man who had the reputation of a d
Grace“ You killed my sister. ” I state as a matter of fact, and feel a chill down my spine at the lack of any emotions towards the truth.“ You wanted her gone. ” He blinks, his face becoming a mask of calmness again.I swallow the bitter taste in my mouth and shake my head. “ that doesn’t change t
GraceMy phone keeps ringing. The familiar names on the screen just send a pang in my chest.Mom.Ania. Luca. Mary.Everyone has called. But Tristin has not. He must know everything by now and he won’t call me. He will never accept what I have done to deal with the mess Ethan was creating.Sighi
GraceI groan, the pain in my arm registering before a strong headache. I try to move, but it’s like all my energy has drained, leaving me weak and helpless.Slowly, I take in a shuddering breath and look around. The room is too familiar. It makes me want to throw up, just so I can get the strong di
GraceI knew talking to him would be like talking to a wall. He will not be moved, and won’t understand what I am trying to say. He will just want me to do what he wants.“ My son has a father. He doesn’t need another. ” I murmur, then lean back on the couch. “ Then we have nothing to talk about. ”