THE SWITCH: 100 DAYS OF ME AND YOU のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Grayham’s POV“Miles!”The tapping on my left leg continued. Why was someone calling Miles in my dream?“Miles!” The voice rang harder, piercing into my ear.I’m not Miles. Stop bothering me! I almost yelled and immediately opened my eyes in frustration. I then caught Alex towering above me through hazy eyes.“The house is full. I can’t keep up. You need to wake up now.” He said and vanished from my gaze.I woke up with a sigh and then threw my aching back against the old wall.Last night was crazy. I wouldn’t want to relieve the horrible moment I had with Cain and his bunch of silly friends. I had felt trapped like a princess while those children drew rubbish on my face.I’m sure Miles was upset that I had to cancel the meeting with the writer but there was no way I could get out of the situation last night.If I hadn’t come up with an apology for Cain like Miles would, then I would have disappeared from the beach. The boy was in high spirits after he got the opportunity to lit the f

Miles POVI left the mansion at quarter to 10 pm. I had booked a ride to the writer’s residential address. According to the app, it will take just 15 minutes to get there. Before stepping out of the house, I had messaged Grayham to tell him I was on my way.I’m sure he left the house quite early because the writer’s residential address was far from Kaden’s home. Grayham won’t have trouble accessing the place because one thing about my community is that cab drivers roam the street 24/7.All he had to do was leave the house without Dad noticing his absence.I stepped out of the mansion and saw a black car parked in front of the house. It was the ride I had booked from Grayham’s phone. I went to the car and the driver opened the door. I settled in front, right next to him.He sped away.About ten minutes later, Grayham texted to say that he had reached the street and was standing across the street right next to a coffee shop called Teals.I gave him a thumbs up and rested my back against

Miles POVIn the dark, I watched her shadowy figure rise from the bed. A groan slipped from her lips. “Turn on the lights.” She whispered.Grayham, who was right behind me reached for the light switch and pulled it down. Bright lights immediately flooded the room.I studied the room. It was small but convenient. There were a few items. Just a small bed, one pillow, and a closet facing the bed.The room smelt of disinfectant, medicine, and maybe, death.I looked at her and my God, I could now tell that death was surely hanging within.Margaret rested her back against the wall. Her mouth twitched and I could tell that every activity aroused pain inside her.There was a scarf covering her head. Her lips were dried like the bark of a tree. She looked like a skeleton draped in a gown. Her face was small and bony. Her eyes looked like they were going to fall out of their sockets. Her skin was pale and when she tried to speak, her lips trembled.I immediately dashed toward her. Grayham remai

Grayham’s POVI traced my way into the bar and headed straight to the VIP lounge where Miles was waiting for me. We texted a while ago and agreed to meet in the lounge we had met before.The place was gradually turning into our meeting spot. We felt it was safer compared to the way Miles was randomly showing up at the café at night in my body.When I walked into the lounge, I met Miles taking a sip from his glass. There was a bottle of whisky stationed on the table. I chuckled and settled in front of him.“I never knew you were into alcohol,” I said and snatched the bottle from the table. I grabbed a glass and poured some drink into it.Miles pouted his lips like a pissed little kid. He was upset.I gulped down my drink and nodded in satisfaction as the liquid burned its way down my throat. I then placed my glass on the table. “So, what mess did you create at my company today?”I had a deep conviction that his mood had to do with something from work.He sighed and fell back on the sof

Miles POVI strode to the balcony with my left hand tucked inside my pocket, my other hand was glued to a cup of coffee.The city was in front of me and when I looked at the distance ahead, I saw the city illuminated by street lights and disco balls.It was a glorious sight!I just finished having dinner with Grayham’s Grandpa and thank Goodness he wasn’t in the mood for long talks today.Sharing spots with him meant I was always on the edge. I kept fearing that he might ask one or two questions related to the business which I had no adequate response to.Speaking of the business, I had made huge progress with Grayham’s notes, and by huge progress, I mean a modest understanding of the company’s visions and mode of operation.As for Grayham’s role and job description as CEO, It’ll take ages to figure it out. His role seemed too technical but then I couldn’t run forever.If Grayham was making efforts in helping Dad to run the Kaden house then I needed to put efforts into running his com