All Chapters of Till Gray Do We Part: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

When Celia learned the identity erasure would take two weeks to process, she talked it over with Martin and Ruth. They agreed she should go back to the Keller estate.For the next two weeks, she had to stay by Roman's side and make sure he did not notice anything out of the ordinary. If he caught on, none of them would make it out.Once she was back at the villa, Celia began going through her things. She threw all of it into the fireplace. The photos they had taken together, the love letters Roman had written her, the souvenirs from every trip.The flames swallowed everything, like a ridiculous dream burning itself out.The next day, Celia went to the backyard. An entire row of sycamore trees stood there, every one of them planted by Roman's own hands. He had told her sycamores were a symbol of faithfulness, just like his love for her. It was something that would never wither.Celia picked up an axe and cut them down one by one.The housekeepers watched from a distance, too afrai

Celia's hands were shaking when she dialed Roman's number. Her voice came out raw. "The photos... Did you leak them?"On the other end, Roman let out a cold laugh. "You liked placing unlimited bids, didn't you? If you don't want anyone else seeing those photos, then get over there and buy them back. One by one. Bid to your heart's content." His tone was cruel.In the background, Lana's voice floated through, sweet and delicate. "Roman, is that Celia calling? I should go. I really shouldn't be here...""Don't be ridiculous." His voice softened instantly. A moment later, the unmistakable sound of a kiss came through the line. "I already stood up for you. Try walking away again and see what happens."The call went dead at some point after that.Celia felt the floor drop out from under her. She rushed to the auction venue. When she pushed through the doors, her entire body was trembling. The room was full of men, and her intimate photos were flashing on the large screen at the front.

Celia staggered out of the banquet hall, her cheek still burning. The blood at the corner of her mouth had already dried.She did not call the driver. She got behind the wheel herself and drove to the hospital.While the doctor treated her wounds, she stared at herself in the mirror. One side of her face was red and swollen, the skin at her lip was split, and her eyes were laced with broken blood vessels.She looked wrecked.She tried to smile, but the movement pulled at the wound, and the pain made her suck in a sharp breath.Once the doctor was done, she headed back to her car. In the parking garage, two people were waiting for her. They were Lana's parents, Gerald Crawford and Patrice Engel.They flanked her car door, their voices pleading. "Ms. Vaughn, please, stop holding on to the title of Mrs. Keller. If not for yourself, then have some pity on us and let our Lana take your place..."Celia looked at them coldly. "Move.""Lana truly loves Mr. Keller. Just let them be toge

The next three days were the longest nightmare of Celia's life. She was shoved, cursed at, and tripped on purpose. Her knees split open and bled. No one treated her wounds, and no one even gave her a clean glass of water.She curled up in a corner and counted the hours through gritted teeth.Just three more days, and she would be free.On the evening of the third day, the iron door finally opened. Roman stood in the doorway, backlit so that Celia could not read his expression. It was not until he stepped closer that she saw something shift in his expression. "What happened to you?"Celia's clothes were so filthy that their original color was unrecognizable. Her arms and knees were covered in bruises and scrapes, and dried blood still clung to the corner of her mouth.Lana immediately took his arm and said in a soft, soothing voice, "She probably hurt herself on purpose to get sympathy."She wrinkled her nose. "It was only a few days. How bad could it have been?"Roman stared a

Roman sat in silence, turning it over in his mind.What Lana said made sense. Maybe that was exactly what was happening. Maybe Celia was sitting at home right now, waiting for him to panic and come running.His brows furrowed tightly together, and the thought filled him with nothing but irritation."How long is she going to keep this up? What's the point of playing games like this? She's nothing like you, Lana. You're sweet, and you listen. I'm not going to give her the satisfaction. Let's see how long she can hold out."He pushed down the unease churning beneath the anger and pulled Lana back into his arms.She was wearing something sheer and provocative, but her expression was all innocence and shyness, a combination designed to tempt. Her arms slid up around his shoulders, and her lips pressed against the corner of his mouth. She was just starting to deepen the kiss when Roman pulled away.He had barely been present for it. He kissed her once, absently, then pushed her back.