로그인Grace 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
GraceGreen eyes. And dark hair. A gaze that’s lazy but deep. Ethan.His arms are locked around me, his hands gripping my waist as if he is afraid I will disappear. His dark eyes meet mine, wide and intense, but there is something else—something off.He is blinking too much as if fighting to stay a
GraceUntil you don’t hear genuine concern in someone’s voice for you, you stay cold, numb, and empty, but when someone sincerely asks…Is everything fine? It’s like the wall crumbles, and emotions flow out. I feel it now—the lump that I can no longer swallow, the pain in my chest, the sting in my
GraceI was in a daze the whole night. I sat in the corridor outside Ethan’s room and stared at the doctors and nurses who passed by.I should have been scared of him. But staying here seemed like a temporary escape. I had a hunch that Tristin wouldn’t come to find me here, and I was right.He didn’
GraceI look down at my body, which has stopped trembling, and release a sigh that was stuck in my throat. I never thought I would come across him and won’t make a run for it.“ I am talking to you. ” The girl says, drawing my attention to her. She is beautiful in an effortless, almost artificial w







