Chapter 11

Grace's POV

“Ma'am a lady's here to see you”

“Let her in” I said absentminded

“Miss Ashbourne” I froze

I rose my head

My eyes meeting hers

Nora

“To what do I owe your disturbing presence”

Her face fell but she said nothing —but just smiled

“I’m very sorry for what happened yesterday” she saat on the chair

“I didn't ask you to sit” i said— she stared at me, her mouth opened but she closed it

“I'm so….”

“ you can leave now” my eyes went straight back to the document I was reading

“Miss Ashbourne I was hoping we could put our differences aside” she said her voice sickly sweet

“Miss Nora i have no reason why that would happen like i told your sugar daddy last night…..”

“He's my fiancée” she cuts me off her fist clench her sweet mask slipping off

“Miss Nora, from what i saw Mr Rodriguez see you as nothing but a…..”

“I will take my leave now” she walked out quickly

A satisfied feeling settled in my chest

A lips stretched into a smile

I guess I am scary.

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Damian's P.O.V.

I stared at her from across the room not listening to what her assistant was saying regarding the building of my grandfather house

I didn't agree with him bringing an old friend’s daughter to head this project

But—

Now that it brought me closer to her….

She looked beautiful

Confidence radiating in her every move

She didn't look like the old Clarice

Or she wasn't her

I'd spent last night thinking if it was her or not

Trying to figure out how to make her forgive me

How to get a second chance

And there's only one way to do that

“Miss Ashbourne” i called and she froze

Visibly deciding to either ignore me or….

“How can i help you” she said her eyes meeting mine for a brief moment before going back to the paper “do you have any question with regards to the plans”

“No i wanted us to talk about what happened yesterday”

“What about i already told you that…..”

“Are you Clarice” i blurted out cutting her off

“Why is it so important for you to find your dead wife in me mr Rodriguez” she asked “are you feeling guilty huh”

“I just want to know”

“Why”

I opened my mouth — but closed it

The words were stuck in my throat

“You dont miss her you didn't love her, cause if you did, you wouldn't be running around with her sister playing perfect couple”

“I'm sorry Clarice”

“I am not Clarice” her anger flared throwing me back a bit “ i am Grace fricking Ashbourne not your wife, so please stop confusing me for her if not I will file a restraining order and leave your project get that”

She walked out.

I stared at the door as it swung backwards and forwards

My thoughts were a mess

Was i simply seeing things.

Was she really Grace Ashbourne and not Clarice

Despite all the things she said

I couldn't stop the hope blossoming inside me