Breakaway Grace Reilly Novels & Stories

The doorbell rang. I answered. Grace was standing there. Her face was calm. She said she had been thinking. About what she had done. She said she was sorry. Really sorry. She said she was leaving. Going back to Europe. For good. I asked why she was telling me. She said because she wanted me to know that she was not a threat. Not anymore. Luca came to the door. He stood behind me. Grace looked at him. Her eyes were soft. She said goodbye, Luca.

Chris continued. “You hurt her and she left, carried her child alone, and married Ronan Alvarez. Still, you don’t see that as a sign to back off.” He paused, watching his friend. “What more do you think you can do about it?” Lewis’s grip tightened around his glass. Honestly, when he walked out the door and got into his car to meet up with Chris, he’d had the intention to just relax. Try to forget about the showcase and the thoughts brewing in his head.

“But you’ve never brought anyone home. Man or woman.” I look away. I didn’t come for an interrogation, but it seems like that’s what I walked into. “I guess that’s true,” I say lightly. I give her a look that says drop it. Grace shoots me a look back that says she knows I’m avoiding the subject at hand. “Of course it’s true. I have an excellent memory. I might look old, but my mind is young. You’re never old in your mind, or your heart. And I don’t ever remember meeting a girlfriend. Just Lilly. But you never bring her around anymore.” Her eyes are too knowing.

"That’s just an excuse. After that wench Emily died, Bryden couldn’t handle it. If Vincent hadn’t been bedridden and at death’s door, he probably would’ve fought him over it." Grace, now working as a janitor at the nightclub, looked much older than her years, her once regal demeanor replaced by a tired and worn expression. But she hadn’t cut ties with Mandy yet.

However, their deal was off if she didn't. "It wasn't me. I didn't—" Grace reflexively tried to defend herself. But before she could finish, Irvin cut her off. His voice was cold as he said, "Don't try to deny it. Why else would you have flown all the way here from Lestoria? Why else would you have purposely come here just to see how much pain Emilia was in if you weren't the one who orchestrated her grandmother's incident? "Stop trying to play the victim just because you've recently lost your baby, Grace. You brought this upon yourself!

Confused by her reaction, Elijah raised his eyebrows and repeated, “My plans?” “Yes,” Miss Grace replied seriously. “In the nearest future, do you plan to remarry?” The question was hard for her to ask, knowing that Elijah had recently gotten a divorce from Melina, and asking him such a thing was probably hard for him, but she wanted to know the truth for her daughter's sake. “No,” Elijah plainly stated, answering with honesty in his voice. His response left Miss Grace with a sickening feeling and a look of disappointment painted all over her face. She lowered her gaze to the floor and quietly murmured, “I see...”

I closed my eyes, forcing myself not to think about it. The ink on the agreement was still fresh, a binding seal on our broken marriage. As his arms tightened around me, I felt only a suffocating nausea. I stood rigid in his embrace, counting the seconds until he would let go. This wasn't a reconciliation but my final, silent goodbye. With his signature secured, the man who had once been my entire world was now nothing more than a stranger I would soon forget.

I stood up and gave her one last look. The face I once dreamed about suddenly looked so strange and ugly. "Shirley, "This is the last thing I'm doing for you. "After this, we're even. We don't owe each other anything anymore," I said and walked away. She froze, then started screaming like crazy, "Max! You selfish idiot! You can't go! "You're heartless! You're so ungrateful! I was blind to marry you!" I did not turn back. I stepped out of the detention center.

"Wasn't she the reason why you disbanded?" "Yes. Her father ruined us," Alyssa reported. Grace was a famous actress in Holywood, having won two supporting actresses awards and had five movies in her name over the years. In the entertainment industry, she was one of those who already made it. A scoff left Grace's lips as she asked, "Okay. I get that we have been acquainted, Alyssa. Our paths have crossed after all, but why would I be interested in helping you? I have nothing against KC. Plus, I heard she is the daughter of a powerful man? I would not want trouble for myself."

Grace walked aimlessly. Her skin still stings, and her body is tired. She was literally kicked out of the house with her cell phone and ID alone. Of course, with a broken heart too. How could Evelyn just stare at her unmoved like before? Is that what you call love? If that's the definition of love, then Grace doesn't want to love anymore.