I tensed on instinct. My expression became flat with displeasure. "What are you doing here? You're not welcome."Grace gave a wry smile and raised her glass in a small toast.When I didn't move, her face tightened. "I know I schemed against you before. It's fair if you don't like me."I kept quiet, pointing at the door to tell her to go.She looked helpless, and she kept her voice low. "I'll say my piece, and then I'll leave."I wasn't interested, so I refused. "Just go!"Grace looked stricken, torn, and miserable. "I'm not here to cause trouble. I just want to hear what you think."I looked at her, confused.She lowered her head, keeping her tone breezy as she said, "Asher is still in the hospital. He was healed, but he wouldn't leave. He didn't want to face reality.""That has nothing to do with me," I replied flatly.She smiled self-deprecatingly. "I know it doesn't. But he's been wanting to see you."I frowned. "We already met. We said all that needed to be said."My co
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