All Chapters of THE SWITCH: 100 DAYS OF ME AND YOU : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Grayham’s POVI quickly got out of the cab and entered the café. A few customers were seated around the tables, while Candence sat in a corner sipping coffee.Immediately after I walked in, she dropped her mug and came forward.It then occurred to me that all the customers had mugs in their hands. I roved my eyes around and noticed that Max was not in the room.I turned to Candence. This could only mean one thing. She was the one who served the customers.“Thanks,” I told her.“You’re welcome,” she nodded and folded her arms across her chest. “What’s the matter? You left in a hurry a while ago and you look troubled,”I sighed and began to stroke my forehead. “You remember Grayham? My friend?”She nodded.“He’s missing,” I supplied.Candence gasped.She was shocked. Well, I was still shocked too that Miles could have gone missing in such an unexpected way.I cleared my throat. “Can you hold up this place for a while. Max is going to show up any moment now. I need to get inside and chec

Grayham’s POV“I knew it!” Max yelled and fist bumped the air.I sighed and went closer to him. “It’s not about what you think or what is real. Right now, we need to do something. That girl is a walking time tomb,”I had just told him about my entire conversation with Elis, Candence’s mom.Max turned to me. “I thought she never lied to you,”Wait, Candence never lied to Miles? They must be close, and no wonder she’s obsessed with him.“Well, she just did. She lied about the exhibition in Tokyo and also broke out of the asylum,” I replied, ensuring my voice's pitch was very low. “She didn’t tell me her ailment got worse,”We were both standing behind the counter.Max sighed and held my hand. “Come with me,” he pulled me away from the counter and started dragging me toward the staircase.“What are you doing?” I tried to free my hand from his clutch but Max won’t stop pulling me.We reached the top of the staircase then he turned to me. “You’re going to confront her. As a friend, it’s yo

Grayham’s POVThe car pulled up before the café, and I immediately got out. Before leaving to check up on Miles at the hospital that afternoon, I left the cafe in Max's hands.Max has been quite helpful and he’ll return to school in a couple of days. At least, it’s a few days to the final ritual and if we both get back our bodies, Mikes will get to run the cafe effortlessly while I return to my company.I stepped into the café and was greeted by the smell of corn bread lingering in the air. I sniffed and then turned to Max who was collecting payments behind the counter. He didn’t even notice me.The smell was coming from the kitchen. I inhaled this scent before when she showed up and started cooking homemade meals. Does that mean that she’s here?Suddenly, she stepped out with an apron tied around her. I smiled and dashed toward her.“Glinda,” I immersed her in a hug.She patted my back. “Hello, Miles,” then she lowered the pitch of her voice. “Or should I say Grayham?”I chuckled and

Grayham’s POV“This way,” I said and led Glinda into the mansion. We arrived at 7 a.m. sharp, just as planned. As we walked toward the dining room, I watched her eyes scan the room with a wave of excitement plastered across her face.This morning, we will be having breakfast with Miles and my grandfather. Now that my grandfather is aware of the switch situation he requested we have breakfast with Glinda and when she learned about it, she couldn’t be more pleased.The butler led us to the dining room and we sat facing Miles and my grandpa. While the servants were fixing our plates and utensils, nobody said a word until they were done and had vanished.My grandfather cleared his throat loudly and then reached for the coffee pot. “Do tell me, Glinda. How does it feel to be in this situation? Unlike me who just figured out, you’ve always known that your nephew was trapped. How does it feel because I barely slept last night,”I sighed, threw my hand on the table, and clasped my grandpa’s h

Glinda had her eyes glued to the wall clock and when the hour hand struck 10pm, she turned to Grayham. “It’s time,”He was seated in the café, his gaze fixated on the window. He was already dressed and waiting for 10 p.m. Grayham got up, adjusted his jacket, and breathed a sigh.The café closed about an hour ago.The ritual was slated for an hour before midnight which puts it at 11pm. Since the oak trees were about 40 minutes away from the old street, Glinda suggested they leave by 10 pm so they would arrive on time.Grayham was about to step out of the house when he heard a car revving outside. He had booked a ride for 10pm and it seems the driver had already shown up.His grandfather wanted Sam to come down and pick them up but Grayham didn’t want to raise any questions in Sam’s mind when he eventually picks him up at night and drops him in a strange area so he settled for Uber instead.Together with Glinda, they marched toward the vehicle and settled in the back seat. As the car sw