I woke up to the beeping of my phone. I turned my head from one side to another while blocking my ears with my hands, but the beeping wouldn't stop. I removed my hands from my ears and placed my hand on the other side of the bed, but it was empty. I jerked my head off the pillow and looked to the other side of the bed. I scanned the room; he wasn't anywhere in the room. I sat up on the bed, supporting myself with my elbow. I got up from the bed hastily, but the pain I felt advised me to apply caution next time.I limped to the bathroom, but he was still nowhere to be found. I was about to open the door to step outside the room when a white piece of paper that was carefully placed on the bedside table, with a caption read me, caught my attention. I limped back and took the paper to read."Amorino, I told Stella to make your favorite; I will be back before you know it." I was all smiles after reading the note but was soon overtaken with worry when I remembered his wound. I wondered how

I could read the expression on his face, but I tried not to read too much meaning into it. I knew it wasn't entirely going to be easy, but fingers crossed."We can do it." He turned and took a good look at Ray, then Grace. I know he must be very confused, wondering what is going on and what the occasion is. He smiled at Grace and quickly rushed to her."Mr. Hoult," Grace called him as they hugged tightly. This is the first time they have seen each other after the incident, I guess."You are putting on some weight, Mr. Hoult," Grace teased Dad, and then they both laughed. Mace and Ray went to sit on the couch, and I went to meet Grace and Dad, hugging them both. This has always been my dream to be with the two most important people in my life, but I felt so ecstatic when I knew that I have two families now and a man who cares for me. Dad asked Grace and me to settle down with him at the dining table. He asked Grace about her grandmother but was a bit sad when he heard that she was no m

Mace POV"I love you more, she said, ending the call".I smiled. I felt fulfilled just hearing her voice. My girl was out with my mom, shopping. I immediately agreed to the idea when my mom suggested she take Tilda out because tonight I was going to propose to her. I know we are married and all that, but I didn't give her the proper proposal she deserved. I just threatened the shit out of her and forced her hand, so I was going to do things the right way now.I am going to propose to her properly, and when her father consents, he will walk her down the aisle like the princess she was.The saleswoman showed me yet another hideous ring, but I shook my head. I want only the best for my Inamorata. I decided to look through some of the designs they have and finally spotted the one I wanted. It was a beautiful gold ring with tiny diamonds around it; it was exquisite, just like my Tilda. I inspected the ring one more time to make sure it was perfect, nodded, a

I grabbed the desk to regain composure; it was another symptom I had been experiencing lately and always feeling dizzy and tired. I sat down on the chair to regain myself before stepping out. I kept wondering why the heck I was feeling so dizzy. Even when I do little things that don't require much strength, I find myself panting like someone who fell from the sky. I did put it on my to-do list to visit the hospital at the end of the week.I dropped the car key on the desk and managed to come downstairs. I hailed a cab because I was feeling too dizzy to drive. I would have canceled on Dad, but I do know him well. If I should so much as tell him I'm not feeling strong, it will make him worry a lot, and he has been doing a lot of that since Mace and I broke up.I got to my dad's apartment, and he was surprised to see me alone."Where is Grace?" Dad asked me, holding the door while looking past me to see if she was behind me. I told him she went to a party, gave him a peck, and walked pas

He was smiling smugly at me. I was speechless as I stood still, wondering if this was a coincidence or if he was stalking me. I mean, the first and second times might have been a coincidence, but this third time, I found it hard to believe."Did that bastard send him to follow me? I asked myself, I don't know why I felt like someone has been watching me for a while now; maybe it's just in my head. "Hold on, maybe it is those sick fucks that have been after my life since the very day I accepted that stupid contract." What do they want from me? I'm no longer with Mace; if they want him dead, they could just go kill him; hell, I don't even mind lending a hand."Do you know him? Karen asked while Sasha and Karen stared at me. Their voice brought me back."No""Yes!" we both answered together; they were all looking at me in surprise."Not really, but I ran into him today at school; Can you give us a second?"They nodded. Karen was the first to walk away; Grace followed her, while Sasha di