Blinded By Love のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

"Then why are you here?" She asks, using the kitchen island as a barrier between us. I wanted to see you, it's as simple as that. "I wanted to say thank you... for Sebastian. He told me he accepted to see the doctor again, thanks to you." She leans slightly against the counter, crossing her arms, but it doesn’t feel closed off. "You dont need to thank me, that's why I'm there, after all, to help him." Is that really all you are after? Is there anything else that you may desire along the way? "I should be thanking you." Love says and my eyebrow shoots up in suprise. "Why?" I ask. "Please, Christian. I know you did something to help us get this apartment." My heart skips a beat at her words. I wasn’t sure how she knew about my involvement, but the realization that she does make everything feel... exposed. I take a slow breath, steadying myself before speaking. "I dont need you to acknowledge it or anything... I just wanted to say thank you and that you will be lowering my payche

I had no idea how was I going to face Christian today after what happened... well what almost happened yesterday. He was so close to kissing me, and I was so close to letting him. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies that were wreaking havoc in my stomach. The way he had looked at me yesterday, with his gaze intense, his touch was inviting, scent intoxicating... I had many weak spots but he was without a doubt the most sensible of them all. And now? Now, I was faced with the daunting prospect of seeing him again and trying to act like nothing had changed, even though I knew everything had. I now knew that I had no more willpower to resist him and that my time was running out... I won't be able to pretend for much longer. Yesterday was a silent confirmation in itself. "Miss Bennett?" The driver pulled me out of my thoughts at the same time as the fresh breeze caressed my cheek while he held the door open for me. "We are here." "Yes, sorry," I say as I slowly get out of

The air around me seems to thicken, every word she speaks driving deeper into the pit of my stomach. I want to react, to defend myself, but the weight of her knowledge keeps me frozen in place. The fact that she already knows everything about my past, about my deception feels like a crushing blow. "I was in a tight spot, I had everything to lose, and when the opportunity came... I took it. So yes, I admit it... I used you... but I also helped. Everything that I did... I did with the intention of helping Sebastian, not once did I mean to hurt him or you." My heart races as I try to hold her gaze, bracing myself for whatever comes next. Grace leans back in her chair as she looks at me. Her expression softens slightly, but there’s still that underlying steel in her gaze. "I know, Love. Amongst all the things I've learned about you I know that you are a good person, otherwise, I would have never let you stay with my family, and I would have never hidden the things I found out about you

"What are you doing home?" Mira asked me as she stepped down from the ladder where she was hanging up Christmas lights, her eyes landed on the bags I had just set down on the floor leaving a loud thud. "What are those?" "The dresses Grace wants us to wear to the party." Along with the expensive accessories and beautiful masks. Hopefully, it will be enough to cover the dread on my face. I walked past Mira and sat down on the couch... it looked more like if I let myself fall down onto it like a sack of potatoes before placing my head in my cold palms. "Love, are you ok?" No, absolutely not. "She knows, Mira," I say before slightly lifting my heavy head. "Grace knows that I lied... she knows I'm not blind." Mira froze for a moment, then she placed the ladder against the wall, the Christmas lights now forgotten in her hands. "How? How did she find out?" Her voice dropped, low and careful, as if she was afraid of what came next. I leaned back into the couch, trying to steady myself.

"Where is everyone today?" Sebastian asks as he walks inside with Marley on a leash. To think that just several weeks ago he refused to leave his room, let alone the house. He seems more calm, as the storm that used to live inside him has passed. I wasn't sure if he was as happy as we would have liked but he was more present, his voice was heard more and for that I couldn't be more grateful. "In here. Your brother and I were just talking about the New Year's Eve party. Perhaps this is the year you finally decide to join us." Mom says. Sebastian has been avoiding being in the public light for years, sometimes they even speculate as to just where he is.Sebastian shrugged, letting Marley tug at the leash for a moment before he pulled her back with a soft mutter of her name. "I don't know," he said, his voice unsure, though there was still a hint of that guarded tone I’d grown used to over the years. "A big party full of people isn't really my thing." He didn’t look uncomfortable in hi