Novel & Cerita Three Days Grace She Just Walked Away

He reached out instinctively to smooth it down. "My friend’s pretty heartless. Keeps overworking me," Grace said, hand over her heart, playing innocent, "Oh, by the way—I’m going on a business trip the day after tomorrow." Raphael’s fingers paused for a split second before continuing to fix her skirt, then withdrew. His lips pressed into a neutral line, "How long?" "Three days. I’m leaving Wednesday, back on Friday. Just Berlin." Grace didn’t notice the faint shadow that passed through his gaze.

Even now, as he was asking questions, he found himself being careful. Grace had lost her patience long ago. "Are you done yet, Mr. Hawkins? It's been so long. Why are you still thinking about it? Don't you have better things to do?" Late apologies were cheaper than air. When the driver showed up in a luxury car, she walked away without looking back, leaving Benjamin standing there speechless. When she got home, Grace took a shower and lay in bed. Her friends were texting away in the group chat, so she picked a photo of Cameron and sent it to them.

"Text me." Theo walked out of the bar, leaving Grace looking shocked and confused about how she felt. She came into the bar only with the intention of setting things straight with Theo, but she left it with her feelings far from straight. She was falling for him again. ______________________________ Grace looked at her phone and texted Eden one last time that she was going to catch the plane and that she didn't know how long she was going to be gone. She never received a text back from Eden after that. She kept the phone back in her pocket and walked into the boarding area.

“I- I never experience being like this before. All I ever do was to give the love that I have to someone I loved before.” She paused and suddenly flashes of memories from the past made her gloomy but Frank went on her side and massaged her shoulders just for her to calm and stopped her crying. “Thank you so much, Frank.. I mean without you I am just nothing here.” *** Time flies so fast that Grace decided to take a walk at the park once again. After a hearty breakfast with her husband memories kept on hunting her once more. She took her medicine but it was just her brain who was not acting normal today.

“What’s done is done. We can’t go back to what we were. “Mr. Rutgers… we’re done here.” I smiled as I took a step back, then opened the door and walked into my apartment. Kit didn’t try to stop me. But I saw him later that night, standing outside my door like a tree rooted to the ground. He didn’t move, not when the wind blew, not even when the rain fell. But what was the point? For some things, once lost, they stay lost. Over the past three years, I had given him seventeen chances. He had let every single one slip through his fingers.

He shook his head, completely mute. That confirmed it. He didn’t believe me. They had won. I turned around and hurried down the stairs and out the door into the cold night, snatching my coat off the rack as I did so. I had no idea where I was going to go but I sure as hell wasn’t going to stay here. Not now. ****************** Present day Grace’s POV I was on the edge of sleep, that disorienting state that both confused and comforted me, knowing I would soon be away from this world and into the land of dreams, where no one could hurt me, not really.

Before leaving, he only said, "Clean it up, don't get in the way." Only after they left did my legs give way, and I collapsed to the ground. My instep was badly burned, and the pain was so intense I could not even stand up. However, Titus did not even glance at me. His eyes were only on the faint redness on Melissa's hand. I numbly cleaned up the mess on the floor, rinsed my burned foot with cold water, and then limped into the bedroom. Christian was fast asleep, lying sprawled out on the bed. I did not disturb him and endured the pain as I quietly rummaged through the cabinet.

Grace felt her heart pound like it had never before. "Let go!" She released herself from his grip. At a moment their eyes met and she went mute. Her eyes were red and almost wet. She quickly turned and walked away in what almost seemed like a run. She didn't want him to see how sad and regretful she was for all the things she had missed in life all in the name of loyalty. "I will rescue you, I promise." Eddie muttered to himself. ************* "Have you changed your mind?" Eddie said as he saw Grace approaching, and he wore this sweet, cute smile.

Something broke open in Emeka's face. Quiet and enormous. The specific expression of someone who has been on the outside of something their entire life and has just been invited in. She nodded. Could not speak. Elena looked at Grace. Grace looked at her. Those sharp eyes completely warm. "Go home, Elena," Grace said. "I will handle what comes next." "You always do," Elena said. "Yes," Grace said. "But this time I will call." Elena almost smiled. Then properly. The real one. She walked out of the building. Into the dawn. Into Brooklyn. Into home.

That gorgeous grin, all crooked and dimpled and full of the otherworldly promise of earth-shattering sex. Grace mentally shook her head. She was just happy that the billionaire had left her alone as she enjoyed a lovely, luxurious bath and when she was through. Grayson was nowhere to be found, so she grabbed her dress and dashed out the door. Yes, she was being cowardly, but what else could a woman like her do but flee?