LOGINGrace As soon as the car stops in the driveway, the driver steps out, leaving me and Tristin in the backseat. The heavy silence between us feels suffocating. Alexander is not Tristin’s son. We fought so many times over this, and it turns out, Ethan was playing us on this front, too.To make sure
TristinMy stomach twists. I clench my hands into fists and place them in my lap, hidden from everyone’s view.That boy’s face flashes before my eyes, and I release a slow breath, trying to control the rage simmering beneath the surface.It’s true that I just can’t feel the connection with him—a con
TristinI thought she would fall for that fucker’s trap again. I knew he wanted her to come to him and ask about that child. I wanted to stop her, tell her that she would be making another mistake, one that was eerily similar to all mistakes she had made before.But I kept quiet and followed her as
GraceThe door to the stuffy room opens, and he steps through the doorway. My hands lift from the cold table and land in my lap cautiously.An officer walks him towards the table in the center of the dimly lit room. His green eyes remain fixed on me—intense and cold.Instinctively, I break eye conta
Grace“ Why were you hurting yourself? ” I ask the boy, my eyes fixed on his drenched form.He remains silent and shivers with cold. My gaze flickers towards the air conditioner. I sigh, then reach for the remote and turn it off. “ That woman, Selene, your mother won’t come back. ” I sigh.Suddenly
GraceThe doctor Alma mentioned came with a black eye and a swollen cheek. I was shocked to see him cowering in front of Tristin, but the shock didn’t persist for a long time.After all, this was what was expected of Tristin. I knew he must have beaten this doctor up to get rid of the anger he felt
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
“ Ms. we need to put you on anesthetic to stitch the wound, is that— ” “ No, proceed without it. ” I reply without taking my eyes off the door.I can sense that the people around me have doubts but they don’t repeat the same question again. After a while, my hand is stitched and bandaged. I get do
It feels like he is letting me avoid him, but at the same time, I realize that he still remembers me every single moment of the day and I don’t know…I don’t know what to make of it.“ Grace. ” Ethan whispers after a long pause of a heavy silence.My heart clenches. For half my life, I loved this ma







