Chapter-25

Grace spend two days and three nights locked in her room. Ashamed and angry at herself for even believing a man like Maverick. Last night was harder, she had nightmares of Azrael finding her and for the past couple of hours, she was awake. Cuddled at the side of her bed and watching the window with distant eyes. She wanted to believe Maverick that he would keep her safe, but Grace was doubting if he would do that.

Strangely, none of them came to call her downstairs except for the occasional bringing of food by Arden. She was also avoiding him. Whenever he would come, she would pretend to sleep and wait for him to leave. Sometimes it would take him a couple of more minutes to leave as she felt his heavy gaze on her and then with a contempt sigh, he would leave.

Sighing to herself she slowly get up and decided to take shower. Maybe that would cleanse her thoughts. To gather her thoughts she picked loose trousers and a T-shirt before entering the bathroom. Without looking at her reflect