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Grace and Mia, who realized that they immediately started crying, Darcy became even more confused. "Darcy. Evie died...." Leah mumbled between her breaths," and she committed suicide because of my tweet." Grace and Mia approached Leah, and they hugged each other. "No ... it's not because of you." Grace let go of her hug, she sat up straight and stared at the infirmary door. Behind the infirmary door are some first aid signs, and a simple tutorial of making a stretcher out of cloth and some wooden blades. "Actually this happened because of me..." Grace squeezed the hem of her uniform, her jaw clenched and her breathing ragged.

Having had her life almost completely strangled out of her, Grace limply fell to the floor with a thud. Agatha immediately knelt to check on her condition. Grace started spasming—maybe due to a severe lack of oxygen. She was utterly frightened by the sight, and she panickedly yelled at her people to send Grace to the hospital. Irvin didn't stop them from leaving. He had many ways of killing someone, and he would make sure Grace died in the most miserable way imaginable. As a monomaniac who no longer had the will to live, there was no limit to how insane Irvin could become.

It would take days to get the pack back in shape. When I had done what I can, I walked back to the pack house; I went straight to my room. Lisa was just stepping out of the room; she closed the door and bowed. She looked so dirty but still looking strong and determined. “How is she? The baby?” "They are both fine. She will be fine; she is healing well," Lisa said. "Good." "Grace is dead. She died in the attack, and Red," Lisa informed me. "Red," I said; that would sadden Layla surely. "Elena?"

How could she jump and die? Lucien Gray Quickly takes someone down to see. Grace Lauren has been taken to the emergency room. Lucien Gray and Grandfather Gray looks at each other outside the door. They are more confused. Just as Nelson is settled down and he is going to question her, she jumps down? How coincidently! What is she avoiding?

Aurora's voice was raw, her words slightly slurred from her hearing loss. Before I could respond, she slapped me again, harder this time. Her palm left a burning imprint on my cheek. "I finally lost the person I love most because of you, because of the love of my youth!" Understanding dawned with horrifying clarity. Grace. Something had happened to Grace Winters. "Aurora, what happened?" I asked, my voice barely audible. "Where's Grace?" "Dead," she spat, her green eyes blazing with fury. "Burned alive in our healing den while trying to protect me."

She was convinced that she should not rely on him for everything. So, she found Blake's contact and called her. She thought Blake might know something. Blake answered very quickly, "Madelyn!" Madelyn said, "I saw the news. What actually happened in that car accident?" In Kevin's office at Jardin Corporation, Blake lifted her head to look at Kevin. She saw that he was looking at her, too. Blake stammered, "Grace was involved in the car accident. Don't worry; she's out of critical condition. But she's currently still in a coma at the hospital. She'll be fine, Madelyn. So, don't worry."

"I need to start by saying I'm sorry. I know that doesn't fix anything. I know it doesn't undo what I did. But I need you to know that I am deeply, profoundly sorry." The words should have meant something. But mostly, I just felt numb. "Why?" I asked. "Why did you do it?" Grace's eyes filled with tears. "Because my daughter was dying, and I'd just lost my mother." I blinked, not expecting that. "What?" "I have a daughter. Emma. She's six now, but back then she was two and very sick. Leukemia." Grace's voice broke. "And my mother—she had dementia for years. I was her caretaker. She died two weeks before Martha approached me."

he said, and I nodded. “What about Grace? Is she not coming?” I asked him and he frowned. “She couldn’t do it; the whole thing has broken her heart. She fainted,” he said, and I nodded. “Tell her I am sorry I couldn’t keep the secret,” I said, and he nodded. He walked away and then Justin walked in with a smirk. “Ready to die?” he asked me, and I smiled and nodded. He opened the door and then dragged me out. I heard it, a large crowd celebrating that I wa going to die.

The underworld never slept, and tonight was no different. Grace sat at the long table while swirling the whiskey in her glass. The men around her spoke in hushed tones, but she caught every word. She had been raised in rooms like this. This was her world. But tonight, she knew something was different. "Have you heard?" a man to her left spoke in intrigue. "Adrian Blackwood is dead. Assassinated in Raeburn Asylum." A ripple of murmurs spread across the table. Some smirked, others leaned in wanting to join in the talk. Grace didn't react. She simply lifted her glass to her lips, taking a slow sip, pretending her heart hadn't just clenched at the mention of her cousin's name.

The bar across the street detective answered me, giving a look towards his silent partner. My body went cold when I heard deceased and Grace in the same sentence, my eyes grew wide with disbelief and my tongue suddenly became heavy. "Grace is dead?" I asked, making way for them to enter my house. "Yes. She was killed and her head was cut off and dropped in waste bin behind a popular night club." The man Introduced as detective Chadwick told me, his weird silver like eyes no longer on me. If I were in the right frame of mind, the way he watched my house would have made me feel sorry for the poor house.