All Chapters of Ashes to Dawn : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

GRACE'S POV The apartment was quiet now, calm too. It was a complete contrast to the chaos of the night.Tomorrow, I'd worry about why Michael still wanted me when Susan was right in front of him. I basically gave her on a platter.I collapsed on the couch, the exhaustion of the day finally creeping in on me. I put my arm over my closed eyes and stayed still for a bit.Right when I was about to drift off, my phone rang from my bag on the floor. I wondered who would be calling me that late. I didn't move immediately, hoping the person would realise it was too late and would stop calling.They didn't. The phone rang the second time, annoyingly so.Sighing tiredly, I slowly sat up. My vision blurred as I opened my eyes. I blinked rapidly to clear the fog. Sniffling, I grabbed my bag from the floor and stuck my hand inside, searching for the ringing device. When my hand found it, it was vibrating. I pulled it out and squinted at the screen. The number calling was a strange number. I fro

GRACE’S POVThe moment I stepped out of Susan’s apartment building, reality hit me like a slap I didn’t deserve.I was late, and very late at that. I glanced at my wrist instinctively, forgetting for half a second that I wasn’t wearing a watch. I cursed quietly asI fumbled for my phone instead, checking the time.My heart dropped into my stomach at the sight of the time glaring at me from the phone screen. Even that was mad at me.“Oh my God.” I hastened my steps, almost running. My building was just down the street, thankfully. I still had to shower and dress up, I'd have to leave food till lunchtime.All of this happened because of Susan. She'd promised we would come back safe and early and still come to work without being late or too tired. I honestly don't know what I was thinking when I believed her, because the result was her, extremely hungover, and late, and me, tired and late. And I still wasn't ready to get to work yet.I hurried down the street, my steps quick and uneven a

GRACE'S POV The silence that ensued was cold and very surprising. As everyone stared at Grey, he only looked at us for a brief second, shrugged and then looked back at this computer. I was trying to make total sense of what he said, and I'm sure the others were as well. I looked back at Lana, she looked very pale, like a secret she'd spent a long time keeping had been exposed. “Say what now?” Craig asked, almost yelling.Grey shrugged again, almost like he hadn't just said something very shocking. “Lana? What's he talking about?” Julia asked, turning to look at her. Lana, still pale, looked at all of us. She tried to speak, but ended up stuttering. Then, she cleared her throat, “He's lying, obviously. Why would I do that?” The question was directed to Grey.Grey picked up a pen from his table and started drumming with it, an organised and almost distracting beat. “Because you liked the guy, and wanted him, but he was proving to be difficult to conquer. So, when you found out, you

GRACE'S POV At some point, the room felt too choking to be in, so I stood up and left the office. I didn't know how to feel about the whole thing, which is funny because it wasn't the first office drama. It wasn't the first time colleagues were clearly at it either. As a matter of fact, a couple of months ago, two colleagues had fought fist to fist in front of everyone. I still don't understand what caused the fight, but they got laid off right after. It wasn't their first time anyway. I walked slowly to the bathroom. When I got in, there was just one woman there. She was redoing her makeup, in the mirror, in a very nonchalant way. It was like she didn't really care, but still wanted to look good at the same time.“Hello.” I greeted softly, pushing the door to a stall open. “Hi.” She drawled, not turning around. I nodded and stepped into the stall. I wasn't pressed at all, but I did need to be alone. If I decided to stand outside the stall, without doing anything, it would probabl

GRACE'S POV I walked into the parking lot, searching for Ethan. My eyes scanned the area as I slowly walked. After passing a couple of cars, my eyes landed on the young man, watching me silently, with a smile on his face, and sunglasses over his eyes. The smug look on his face as he waved at me, teasingly, made me scoff. “This dude.” I whispered, making my way towards him. When I got close enough, he took off his sunglasses and stuck them in his breast pocket, folding his arms over his chest. “Well, you're not tardy.” He said, looking me over. “What's that supposed to mean? Did you expect me to come late?” I questioned, tilting my head to the side. He nodded his head in response. “Actually, I did expect you to come a little bit late. But here you are, as early as 3 minutes after time can be. You really want to know what I have to say, don't you?” I paused and really looked at him. “Incredulous. You literally told me it was about my life and that it's a matter of urgency. I've