Three Days Grace Misery Loves Company Novels & Stories

But my chest didn't ease. Chairs shifted, conversations resumed in a hushed tone as they filed out. Not one of them could meet my eyes. Then the last door clicked shut behind them. Silence stretched. “You were lucky today,” her voice cut through. I looked up sharply. “How could you, Grace?” I flared. Her head snapped towards me, eyes blazing. “Don't you dare take me for a fool, Desmond.” She flared back. “The Adams Foundation is doing everything to keep this company afloat,” she continued, “and you are out there — with her.”

"Mom… it hurts…" I remembered the ninety-nine injections. The missing corner of that cake. The lipstick-stained scarf. The last trace of warmth inside me went completely cold. My peace had been bought with half my daughter’s life. My rebirth had been carved out of the corpse of my past, step by step. I couldn’t risk it, and I wouldn’t. "Dorian," I spoke calmly, without a trace of emotion. "Do you know what the cruelest thing in the world is?"

he said softly, “can we go somewhere where nobody calls me ‘Alpha’s mistake’?” My heart shattered. “Yes, baby. Somewhere far away.” We left before dawn. No goodbyes. No messages. Just silence. But on the plane, I sent David one final text: This is the end. From now on, you’ll never see us again. By the time the sun rose over Blazetooth Pack, Joseph and I were already miles away. And for the first time in five years, the bond between us and the Alpha began to die.

I take off the rope in her hands. “Thank you!” She suddenly hug me. “I thought you will never come for me.” “I will always come to you no matter what it takes,” I replied and kissed her forehead. [Christmas] One year and half months later... December 24: 6:00 a.m. It is been one year and half months after the incident that happened to us with Duke. The CEO of the Earl Grey are now in the prison, paying all the things he had done. The one that taking the company now is her mother, Diane, but the business is not the same anymore than before. So, Diane doesn't have a choice to sell the company from the other since his son can't run it anymore. That's all the information I had with them and that

But in reality, the company’s profits were decreasing day by day. Such a change was happening really slowly; it wasn’t so easily noticeable. However, right now, the company was on the brink of collapse. It was difficult to not notice. She could still remember how, back when Tomas was still with Grace, the company was slowly improving day by day. That made her really envy Grace’s life. Yet right now, grace was already this old but she could still remain unforgettable in Martin’s eyes. The two of them had surprisingly gotten together again. How could Grace have such a good life?!

Time to face the music. *** "Hello, Miss Grace" Damon was standing by the door to her office, his body pressed against the edge of the door. His voice was sharp, lips pressed together as his eyes raked over her body. A shiver ran down her spine at those moss green eyes following her. Mia has been having the worst day. After spilling water on her cell phone and somehow getting tangled in her bedsheets, she fell face first. As if that wasn't enough, she had a flat tire and had to take the subway, which made her few hours late. Like a fool, she kept the work of getting copies until last minute and was just done with them. Now she had to put up with Damon Rossi like a cherry on the top.

“ Grace? Long time no see. Where have you been all these while? You made us all worried the other day” “ This is me fresh and blood in your house. I came visiting and will be spending some days with your family, am I welcome?” “ Of course, stay as long as you want, I need to go upstairs now to freshen up”. He hurriedly left the sitting room. A week passed without Grace making any effort to leave, she stayed at home all through it if she didn't have any work to do, and sometimes came to my studio and we would come home together. “ Grace, I just got a deal with the NORA company to be a model for their skincare products,I will be traveling for three days. I need two of your staff to be with me

, I awoke at the sound of loud banging on the door. I dragged myself to the door and opened it. “YOU HAVE TO DO SOMETHING! LOOK AT WHAT THESE IMBECILES HAVE DONE!!!” I looked at the newspaper Grace had shoved in front of me, and I burst out laughing. I honestly didn’t have the strength in me to fight what was in the article or just about anything or anyone right now! There were different shots of Grace at the Conference, including the one where she tried to hug Daniel King and him pulling away. The Headline read “Desperate Times calls for Desperate Measures” and the article spoke of Grace dragging my company down and it’s now facing financial crisis due to her lavish lifestyle and me throwin

I whispered, staring at my pale reflection in the mirror. "Yes. You’ve done an incredible job, Grace. You saved us. But the play is ending. Do not get attached. Do not make plans past thirty days. If Sebastian finds out now... we lose everything." "I understand," I said numbly. "Stick to the script. Goodbye, Grace." The line went dead. I lowered the phone. Thirty days. I had thirty days left to be his wife. Thirty days left to sleep in his bed, to laugh at his dry jokes, to hold his hand in the car.

My breath caught for a split second, and I argued, "I'm not jealous! I'm seriously in pain. Can you please just come over?" Yet, the only response I received was Cecilia's voice. "Get your ass over here, darling! I can't reach my back in the shower. Help me out." Wade's footsteps sounded, and the sound of running water gradually became clearer. I nearly broke down. Clutching my chest to keep myself from being consumed by the pain, I demanded, "Are you seriously going to help her bathe? What do you take me for, Wade?" Wade's tone was calm, yet laced with annoyance. "It's all just an act. Quit being jealous, okay? Three days out of the three months are already behind us. It'll all be over in 8